On Being Glamourous First thoughts on beingglamourous: Me? Never.My friend, yes!: bearing, colours,sparkle, and intention.Intentionally, authenticallybeing fullness and glory,adorned with truth that turnslight into spectrums of possibility,all of which speak of Yes, this too fits. Second thoughts on beingglamourous: There’s a radiance,isn’t there, deeper than bedazzlement.A core motivation toward a freedomthat seeks its release—This lovewithin…
Tag: wonder
What an Invitation
I just gave this talk this morning at a day of reflection for the Grade 12s next door. Several people suggested that I post it…so, here it is! It was a beautiful opportunity and I was so happy to be able to be a part of their day… May 1; SHSH Grade Twelves; @ Saint…
From the Journal: Breaking Music
23 April, 2026 8:53 AM At Java Blend because the frame shop on Kempt is not yet open to pick up D’s painting. A phrase I’d add to the list of others I had going at the end of the last journal insert—the list of “Phrases/Quotations of Late”—would be from A Good Story by Ada…
You are Here
Ada Limón, 24th US Poet Laureate, edited and introduced a collection of poems called You are Here. All of them are on that same theme, though interpreted uniquely by each writer. It’s rather wild that I featured the phrase in the talk I just wrote for the Grade 12s next door without knowing about the…
Baptism: A Poem
I heard a sermon yesterday about the baptism of Jesus and found myself steeping in the physicality of it as she spoke…Throughout the day, as I tended to the various and sundry, words kept surfacing and then dipping back down…only to take another breath some moments later…I let them swim until the end of the…
Advent IV, 2025: A Poem
Advent IV, 2025 Watch with me, waitin the cold tolling stillnessfor the beckoning changeat the near edge of now,at the turning of the earth,when what has been, ohwith the stars in their arrangementspointing the way, becomes brilliant, becomesa blooming peal of deep joy,a radiance of awe, in excelsis, gloria! Kimberly M. King
Advent II, 2025: a poem
Advent II, 2025 Birth itself is a stripping away:the branches must let go and all waits in exposureand makes the offeringand bears the cold, though not alone, though not alone.There is the within that draws from the deeps where the Good abides to nourish and sustain;where the necessary is shared with those who needwhere heart knowing hums the memory of birdsong once embraced…
Advent I, 2025: a Poem
Advent I, 2025 Origin, shape, shadow,the overt, the unnamed,the just, the frightened.All that is, the real,the whole that is entirely blessed,the fullness that stumbles,the immediate to horizonminimus-maximus all of it all.Everything is saturatedwith love, oh open my senses,overwhelm me with this, please;Render me so transparent that I too feel the quickening, this time of birth. Kimberly…
Murmurations and thoughts: from the Journal
8:21 AM Saturday, 15 November 2025 …Have seen murmurations this morning while driving thru the container pier–and also, once I got to Point Pleasant Park, there was a pair of loons having either a bath or breakfast–hard to tell from this distance. The murmurations were small but I can’t help thinking–isn’t that how they always…
On beholding…
From the journal…15 October, 2025 6:29 AM…Good Morning. Am at the end of the hall with chai, waiting for the sun to rise. I just wrote to R about one of the wonders of sunrise being the awareness of the turning of the Earth. To know with such wonder that I am beholding the handiwork…
Consider the Lilies 