Author Archives: Francie

Pause. Consider the lilies of the field, the blue banks of camas opening into acres of sky along the road. Would the longing to lie down and be washed by that beauty abate if you knew their usefulness, how the … Continued

Pause. Settle in the here and now. Reach down into the center where the world is not spinning and drink this holy peace. Feel relief flood into every cell. Nothing to do. Nothing to be but what you are already … Continued

Pause. Sometimes you look at an empty valley like this, and suddenly the air is filled with snow. That is the way the whole world happened— there was nothing, and then… But maybe some time you will look out and … Continued

Pause. Breathe the same breath the trees in the rain-forest breathe that so brings their vibrancy To life — you too can awaken like that. Cry the same full-skied tears the clouds cry that refresh the world and nurture the … Continued

Pause. Come within the circle, all you who have been standing before the wind, chilled to the bone by what you have seen, tired to your soul for the sake of those who have been swept away, weary of war, … Continued

Pause. Freedom for New Voyaging When I moved from one house to another there were many things I had no room for. What does one do? I rented a storage space. And filled it. Years passed. Occasionally I went there … Continued

Pause. The houses are clean and white, and great trees stand among them and spread over them. The fields lie around the town, divided by rows of such trees as stand in the town and in the woods, each field … Continued

Pause. There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in … Continued