This month, I’m working on finding the blessings after a month of sharing Dad’s journey through his final days. On the other side of grief, if there is a proverbial corner we turn, with joy that comes in the morning – – just like the Bible promises. One of the things that helps me find the joy is writing about the little miracles I see happening and the little smiles that come out of nowhere like urgings to notice a particular thing and think about what it means in the grand scheme of it all. I’m using Natalie Goldberg’s Writing Down the Bones cards between now and the end of the year to try to write through all 60 of them, introduced to me by my friend Barb Edler of Iowa.
Today’s card, #2, piggybacks to yesterday’s card about What I’m Thinking Of……and flips the script to what I’m not thinking of.
Here goes…..
I’m not thinking of all the threats
out there when I see a wren on a wreath
against the swirl of window glass
that leads to the world
~ no, I’m not thinking of
the bigger picture
in such a tiny circle of light
through the translucent barrier
we call safety and shelter
in the comfort of our walls
when tiny birds are fighting
for all they’re worth
every day just to survive
still lifting their eyes
to the heavens and
singing joyful praise
in the midst of it all
Common Threads 