Practicing Resurrection through the Wisdom of Our Wounds ~ A Love Note from Your Online Abbess
Easter Blessing* God of rising, you bring new life to all the places death inhabits. Bless our own dying dreams with your greening breath, make our dry bones dance, inspire us to sing, revive our bodies so we might become more vibrant, hopeful witnesses to
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Truer words were never spoken.
This poem is beautiful. Thanks
Welcome brd, thanks for stopping by.
Blessings to each of you this day. Christine
Thank you, Christine.
I needed to hear get up, get up, go out.
just the words i needed to hear today. bless you.
Found you through Rich at Pilgrim Path. Beautiful site. Your photos are lovely.