lately

learning to rest. grateful for nature. wondering what if? knowing, no matter what: my Creator loves me.

they got it wrong

hi. i rarely can say that my thoughts are solid, as i continue to grow, learn & unlearn based on life coming at us superspeedtrainstyle. growing up, my parents took care to let us know we were loved always by showing up. they disciplined us with safety & love in mind. they had special traditions

catalystic flight

hope may be feathers found wind felt sing songs enjoyed. it could be juicy nectar delights dribbling, drabbling right round. soft cracks in the shell of spring sure to delight. for the bats darling… clear galaxies of catalystic flight. lessons breaking free from passage to raw growth (much anticipated) or cobbled bits after grief has

osmosis: prelude to the thrum

i have found God in the thrum, thrum, thrum of a bass guitar, on the hill of the dry side of a beach, with a band from across the pond, singing through their doubts of faith. it made me weep. He: Creator, God of ALL, Light of Every Being –  evaporated goodness from their efforts,

if we; even though; i am

if we leave out or exclude, because they aren’t blood.  i am thankful to be learning about 100% inclusion.  if we shame or scold because they aren’t saved.  i am thankful that maybe the peace i receive from my relationship with my Creator could help someone else experience peace too: even if, even though. if

i don’t have enough

  i don’t ever have enough for all of you. but collectively Someone does. let’s seek out that Someone. let’s put each other in the path of healing and nod approval to our fear-busting chops, that we together can fight this pain. this  brokenness. this inertia toward unrest. collectively, WE can be enough for each

donotworry.

wisdom from my padre

  he texted me this pic, with this caption. i love his wisdom. 🙂   “if things go sideways, you can still find a way to grow.”

i have HOPE because it was SPOKEN (part one)

how do you explain a special gift of attending a women’s Christian conference & a travel plan that makes you anxious (switching planes & a big Hotlanta airport with an embarrassing story to boot), & the connections from a stranger-turned-friend are placed in just the right timing? & even perhaps, how you sit next to

5 :: hopespoken

one:: hi, i’m barb, and i’m going to the hope spoken conference! whoohoo! i am so blessed to be able to go. this is a picture of my mom and i from a few weekends ago on a family visit to south haven, michigan (which is an AWESOME coastal town on Lake Michigan that you should