Losing Weight

 

I have been leaving pieces of myself

around for awhile now.

Down by the lake where the old oak is,  

part of me sits quietly among the leaves.  

 

When the sun set that evening last year,

and the ocean and the air

we were breathing turned gold,

the gulls joined us.

They, too, grew quiet.

We all stood there, swapping parts of our  

selves for glistening light.   

Why, once in an art gallery, a whole chunk of me fell off

as the Goddesses of Pink and Purple moved in.  

 

Sometimes, when I feel the flowers singing,

I know God, so quiet, does not hunger,  

But simply waits for our laughter.  

I wonder why we are so stingy.

Let’s give it all away.

Good-byes are happening all the time now.

The heavy dock is wearing out; that is good.

Even a jittery kite can grow

daring like a bird.

Nothing to pack.

We have light enough

Because our hearts are already home.

  

say

January 2019

Happy Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving week is one of my favorite weeks of the year.  I have beautiful memories of Thanksgiving when I was a child, and I love to be in the kitchen simply cooking and remembering the laughter and the good food brought forth by my mother and her best friend.  Some years Tyler and I can spend Thanksgiving with friends who live several states away. In those years, my friend and I cook and laugh together.  That is a time I truly treasure.    

  

May you spend Thanksgiving in a way that allows you to pray and give thanks for the blessings of this life.  In The Rule of Benedict, Joan Chittister writes, "There is nothing more important in our own list of important things to do in life than to stop at regular times, in regular ways to remember what life is really about, where it came from, why we have it, what we are to do with it, and for whom we are to live it."  

   

Blessings on it all. May we all have a slow Thanksgiving, one that we can deeply savor and enjoy.   

  

Love, 

Sue Ann