Tag: Mystery
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A Perspective on Break Week
Hey Yogis, Martin Luther King, Jr. day marks the beginning of our week away from studio classes (at least my studio classes!). I’ll be spending some time reconnecting with my closest people, the little ones, the medium one, and the big one. And hopefully trying something new to broaden my perspective. My invitation to you is…
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Mystery breaks
I am living, loading the dishwasher, driving the van, matching socks, when my little ones say, “I miss God.” I know this missing. One day I stood in my house, my bed, my dishes, my tables and chairs all around, and my heart cried, I want to go home. These mysteries break my heart. I watch…
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Of a November Morning
Venus adorns the morning’s crescent, a glowing diamond in this eastern sky, while waves of clouds roll beneath the moon’s waning, this daily joining in, a practiced participation, these lonely dives beneath love’s surface, breaking into rocks of selfishness where gleaming bands of diamonds speak about grace, sparkling mercies rolling beneath our smiles, countless gifts adorning our…
Amy Secrist 