Thoughts from a life of musing, praying, observing, and writing
Two Things I Learned This Weekend
One
Fire is good company,
a being, breathing and chattering,
warming the spirit and easing the fingers
that reach for snacks of different sizes
to keep it satisfied.
Two
When walking beneath a pine bough canopy,
it is never too cold for the clean earth incense
of ginger-balsam-spice to rise as prayer;
every footfall reminding you
that where you are is cathedral.
Kimberly M. King
Thoughts from a life of musing, praying, observing, and writing
Aesthetic Acts in Progress
~creating community for clergywomen~
Thoughts from a life of musing, praying, observing, and writing
Thoughts from a life of musing, praying, observing, and writing
Thoughts from a life of musing, praying, observing, and writing
Thoughts from a life of musing, praying, observing, and writing
Consider the Lilies 
As I sit in New Orleans, I can smell that ginger-balsam-spice–from 2, 200 of miles away: Oh, the joy of poetry!
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I am glad you can smell it too! I thought the cold would have lessened it, but no…It was a beautiful wander full of delight and I’m glad to share it with you!
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