Manna Meditations

first flower …

Manna Meditations, Day 40

Know this, friend:

The darkness cannot last.

💛

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Manna Meditations

signs of things to come …

Manna Meditations, Day 38

Spring curls warm within the cold hard dark…

It huddles, underground.

It waits in the tips of branches.

It unfurls slow inside my chest…

It will not be stopped. 💛

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Manna Meditations

seeing into the future …

Manna Meditations, Day 31

Yesterday, in a moment of joy, I lifted my iPhone to a dogwood branch knotted with small dark buds – the hope of things to come.

By accident, though, I snapped a photo of my own upturned face, lit with quiet wonder.

I offer these two images today in humble recognition that they are both, in a way, photos of the same thing:

Unguarded Hope.

And also, beauty.

Because really:  anyone who can see hope outside herself is someone who harbors it safe within, too…

And that, friends, is a deeply beautiful thing. ❤

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Manna Meditations

headfirst into the wonder …

Manna Meditations, Day 29

There are those who travel the world to witness the cataracts …

Niagara.

Victoria.

Angel.

Iguazo. 

But yesterday, I stand on a cliff in my ordinary town, watching the blonde grass plunge in a perfect cascade and come crashing down to the treeline below:

And I am overcome – for the thousandth time – by the astounding beauty of ordinary things.  Everyday places.

I go out hungry for it, day after day…

It’s never failed me yet. ❤

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