Amy Secrist

Tag: NaPoWriMo

  • The Way We’re Wired

    When there is silence I know he is not bored, only quiet. His quietude ends with connections. Maybe he gets this from his dad. Default mode:  I love you.

  • Self Review

    Worthlessness skulks about in duplicitous sheets cloaking us in unlined clouds. Does worth hide in chicken stew, twice-cooked beans, chocolate chip banana bread? Does worth hide in freshly laundered clothes, recycled containers, sparkling countertops? Your true nature is preciousness, even at rest.

  • Oasis

    See control’s mirage leading us trekking, crawling, grasping the course ground through dry, gritty heat. Throw out your arms. Cross the bridge to trust, to faith, to hope, to letting go, to releasing, to receiving, to believing. Take child’s pose and crawl into the arms of God’s cradle.