Monday, December 10, 2018

Evasive

Today, this morning, I have been sitting fighting with technology to find a "pretty enough" background to print an invitation on, an invitation to a new year's day open house at our house, in our warm and wonderful home here in Collingwood.

It is snowing lightly outside and I have just finished reading an article on teen homelessness in our small town,  a new comer family has just arrived in our small town from a refugee camp many worlds away.

I am trying to find a nice wallpaper background for this invitation, so that I can send it and I am becoming, have become frustrated and decided that I will just send out an email, without a beautiful background.  

It is snowing lightly outside and I am sitting in my kitchen at the table, looking at our advent wreath, we have lit the second advent candle, we have read poetry and sung songs of peace.

I am going to send out an email to invite friends and neighbours and others who may come along to our open house, and yesterday I made chocolate cookies, haystacks some call them.

It is snowing lightly outside, I love the snow, I will put on my boots and my mitts and my hat and my snowpants to go for a walk,  and look at the beauty of this town of mine.

When I come back I will turn up the fireplace,  nice and cozy to take of the chill of the walk, while there are teens and others who are homeless, we are having an open house, the invitation says all are welcome.

It is snowing lightly outside and I celebrate the light of hope and now the light of peace and I long to follow Mother Theresa's lead to do small things with great love    and the how is, I find evasive!

gkn, Dec. 2018


Thursday, December 6, 2018

Windows

Snowflakes fall to the ground,
excitement builds, anticipate
forts and balls flying through the air,
families all in a row.
flames dance inside glass,
seated wonder near by,
cozy amidst
waiting season of dark.
a manuscript revised again,
excitement builds, anticipation of
editor with words flying through the air,
creations all in a row.
lights shine through
the darkness, seeking.

gkn 2018