a question and a promise

journeying, hoping, loving, being, celebrating,
laughing, praying, knowing, believing,
dreaming, wanting, releasing, carrying,
hoping, trusting, walking, crying, waiting,

and being asked, 

and saying

 "I will"
keep journeying with you

adornment

A long time ago one of us sent the other a photograph of a quotation which read 'to cultivate a garden is to walk with God'. I had been contemplating our own garden, meagre but never-the-less faithfully producing spring flowers. A sense of reward after the waiting, the cultivating, the slow walk of winter, as I studied the unfolding petals of the milk yellow tulips. Reminded that the process is so important and the flowering so beautiful. Later a friend gave me these flowers from her own garden. As I walked home the electricity box and the dark brick wall seemed so bare. They seemed to cry out that they too wanted to take part in the spring blossoming. Perhaps an unsuitable resting place for the flowers, a small subversive act to place them there but somehow they seemed to fit. Or maybe to adorn something unsuitable with such extravagance is not so strange after all, more like an act of grace.

a space between moments

So much has been happening. Good things. Precious things. But sometimes I crave the time to slow down, stop and savour them, journey with them, let them linger in my soul.

 I treasured this empty sky space moment between the trees.

 A time to just look upwards at the sky and stop for a moment. How easy it is to try and fill space when we do find it. Moments of space are such a gift in themselves, and dont need to be always filled, even if it is to be with something beautiful.

I made a promise to myself to do more gazing upwards to the sky this summer, lying on my back, still, even if its just for a moment, between moments.