Spiritual Life Coaching and Healing
Stretch A poem by Taylor Gilmore I stretch out my arm to hold the little hand of the little girl who is stretching way too fast for me. I want to keep and hold her ‘little girl’ self close, while… letting her go to grow and become who God created her to be. Opposing thoughts can stretch a tenuous hold on sanity …
Note: I started this post last week; July 1st to be exact. It was my response to the mean-ness I observed regarding the passage of the Gay marriage law. I do that a lot; Start a post, then let it sit. Usually I end up deleting them because either the moment has passed and my post is no longer relevant …
Praise Song for the Day by Elizabeth Alexander Each day we go about our business, walking past each other, catching each other’s eyes or not, about to speak or speaking. All about us is noise. All about us is noise and bramble, thorn and din, each one of our ancestors on our tongues. Someone is stitching up a hem, darning …
I’m tired. Tired of hurting tired of pretending tired of hoping and praying tired of being tired tired of biting my tongue tired of swallowing my words Tired of living my life like a Sam Cooke song: “It’s been too hard livin’, but I’m afraid to die; cause I don’t know what’s up there beyond the sky. It’s been …
O THE SILENCES of heaven, How they speak to me of God, Now the veil in twain is riven That concealed where He abode! Yet it’s clouds were once around Him, And I sought Him in despair, And never there I found Him, Till I bought Him with me there. Not the optic glass revealed Him, No mechanical device Pierced the darkness that concealed Him With …
I read this poem on Laura Poindexter’s Facebook page: Laura Writes 4 The Soul. I enjoyed it so much, I had to read it twice! And I felt like I just had to share it with my wonderful readers. Laura was kind enough to give me permission to post it here. I’m sure you’ll like it as much as I …
Lord, I thank you from the bottom of my heart For once again giving me this brand new start. My eyes are wide open, my mind is clear And I feel your presence drawing near. What do You have planned for me today? Are tests and challenges are coming my way? Or, Will I finally reap all You’ve led me to …
I was raised on a change is gonna come. Breast fed it’ll be a better day tomorrow Been waiting a long time now and ain’t nothing changing. Seems the only thing changing is me. I change from daughter to sister to wife and mother, to grandmother to ex-wife and still mother and it’s all so confusing I have to pay close …
I am from bell bottomed jeans and Neru jackets, from Kool Aid if you finish your dinner, and let’s get wet in the fire hydrant to beat the summer heat. I am from the house on the corner with the large porch and pretty girls, whose brothers thought they were lovers and rhythm and blues blasted non-stop from the …