Camping with God

by Jacqueline, posted in god, poetry, spirituality

Wind, creating a dance high in the tree.

Dancing in rhythm with the ripples on the lake.

A chorus of cicadas, birds, dragonfly wings telling stories of sunrise and a new day,

And sunsets and rest.

There is a time for everything…

Lord teach me the dance,

Show me the rhythm of Life,

So my life will bring ripples that offer You praise.

Let the song You give pour forth in Praise,

and tell the story of Love and Grace,

of newness.

Thank You Jesus for Your rest, healing, and a time for gentleness.

Like a deer pants for water,

My soul longs for You.

“My daughter, I delight in your love of My creation.

I have given it to you for your pleasure.

You have wrestled with Me,

and will carry the scar all of your days.

I will turn your mourning into dancing,

So that others will see the work of My hands.

You too are my creation,

I am making something new,

It has sprung forth!

Do you not see it?

Springs in the wilderness,

Water in the wastelands.

Walk with Me,

Sing with Me,

Enjoy My Presence.

I AM.

I Am in the wind.

I Am in the tree.

I Am in the song of the bird.

I Am in the water.

I Am in the sunrise and sunset.

I Am in the light and the dark,

the stars and the clouds.

You know Me very well.”

Letting Go

by Jacqueline, posted in god, life, love, poetry

Open palms,

seeing dimly and taking a step into darkness.

Letting go of invisibility

And listening to the flow of Spirit,

And my voice.

Letting go of religion,

To sit at the feet of Life,

And my desires.

Letting go of fear

To allow the Present as a Teacher.

Letting go of judgement

And jumping into the depths of Love.

Open palms,

Seeing dimly and taking a step into darkness.

I Remember

by Jacqueline, posted in life, poetry

Long walks with boys and dog in tow,

Headstones indicating eternity.

Celebrations,

spent with loved ones.

Christmas tree and so many gifts of Love.

Epilepsy.

Laughter, swimming pools, hiding Easter eggs,

play group and good friends.

Cancer.

A longing to know the Divine.

Altars built along the way,

remembering sacred places.

The sun 365 days a year and waves visited, sea lions, whales, and seagulls.

Lunch, kids, kindred spirits,

Babies growing up and walking down the aisle.

Love, Joy, Peace.

Life

by Jacqueline, posted in poetry, selflove

Sailing,

Wind blowing gently

Sun shining with brilliance

reflection on the water.

My heart at rest.

Flowing in the rhythm of the waves,

uncharted water.

Seagulls and blue sky,

companions on the way.

Little girl,

play.

Little girl,

love.

Little girl,

run.

Little girl,

sing.

LIttle girl,

smell.

Little girl,

breathe.

Little girl,

hope.

Little girl,

choose life.

I Am From

by Jacqueline, posted in genogram, poetry

Midwest, republican, farmhouse.

Oldest sister with her siblings lined in a row behind,

All singing old hymns,

Few with the same mother and father.

Playing kick the can after dark,

Buying ice and cigarettes at the Kwik Shop,

snapping beans and planting potatoes.

Sitting on the porch,

amazed at the stars and my Creator.

Following all the rules,

Being a good girl,

Unlike the night crawlers that consumed the backyard

in their mating rituals.

Pastor’s daughter who was doomed to hell,

as grace slipped through her fingers.

Grace was the face of grandma and grandad,

playing cards, eating candy and the smell of powder on her bosom.

Pleasure

by Jacqueline, posted in god, poetry, selflove

Greetings after being gone all day by a cold nose and wagging tail.

Coffee.

Lightning bugs filling up the yard.

Grandchildren.

Writing.

Girlfriends.

Seeing grown children fly high.

Trees!

Margaritas.

Silence.

Community.

Birds.

Kindness.

Hearing the Divine.

Nature.

A good book.

Superhero movies.

Creating a gift for someone.

My bed.

Laughing until I can’t breathe.

Comforting others.

Acts of service.

Mexican food.

Playing.

Being Present.

The ocean.

Family.