Morning Musings
“All that is important is this one moment in movement. Make the moment important, vital, and worth living. Do not let it slip away unnoticed and unused.” ― Martha Graham Advertisements Continue reading Morning Musings
Author: Florence Brooks
Evening Prayer [06.06.2016]
O Lord, thank you for filling my life this day with beauty and awe and wonder. I am grateful. Continue reading Evening Prayer [06.06.2016]
Fresh Air
I’ll admit some days I feel out of sorts, discombobulated, a little off. And although there’s much to be valued from time with family and friends, reading a good book, lunch at Panera or even a bubble bath, at times, even all of this comes up short. But there is one thing that can usually put my mind, my heart, my spirit back in place … Continue reading Fresh Air
Bayou Mornings
Before there was chaos and confusion, disease and distress, poverty and powerlessness there were bayou mornings. Continue reading Bayou Mornings
identity
Who am I? I am restless, pacing, wondering, reaching. I want to know who I am. Years of care, love at its best, have been lavished on me and yet, I am trying to slowly sort through these feelings that often lay heavy on me. It’s not that I don’t want to be loved, to be embraced, but sometimes I feel caught by it, overwhelmed … Continue reading identity
Evening Prayer [06.10.2016]
Prayers of comfort this night to all those who suffer. May you find a golden sunset on your horizon. Continue reading Evening Prayer [06.10.2016]
Evening Prayer [06.04.2016]
Generous Lord, the day has been full and I am weary, but you have met my every need. I thank you for all the graces You have given me this day. Continue reading Evening Prayer [06.04.2016]
Evening Prayer [05.28.16]
Mighty God of mercy, we thank you for the beauty of your creation. Continue reading Evening Prayer [05.28.16]
Watching
The light has come. The sun slowly rising into a canopy of blue casting its golden rays on ancient cypress and native pine. A heron stands at attention waiting to salute the day. A blackbird shouts a hearty welcome stirring slumbering girls with its raucousness. And I wait and watch for the light to penetrate the darkness, to reach places I cannot see, yet I … Continue reading Watching
Timelessness
Evening again and we are here beside the ocean with her persistent voice marking time and moving us into timelessness. Continue reading Timelessness
