Category Archives: Living Letters

Chasing clouds across blue meadow

Sometimes, as a sort of long distance teacher’s assistant, I find myself reading  paragraphs written by anonymous children I will never really meet.  But every once in awhile, one of them knocks my socks off with their tenderness of thought… … Continue reading

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Amethyst in His Hand

   You can’t get a cup of tea big enough or a book long enough  to suit me.  ~ C.S. Lewis . In a sea of unknown strangers, we meet on the only soft couch in the break room.  The … Continue reading

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Written on the heart

When you pray, you go to God. When you praise, God comes to you.   In my mind, I see her laughing eyes, hear her                                somehow-always-breathless voice bubbling over,                             remember how we used to bump into each other on campus…       … Continue reading

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Whatever is lovely…

  Who inspires me? I’ve been contemplating this question from Holley’s Coffee for Your Heart all week as I’ve worked on finalizing artwork with little to no time for writing.  Somehow drawing always frees my mind to composing in thoughts, … Continue reading

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Like light through the trees

Sometimes, as a sort of long distance teacher’s assistant, I find myself reading  paragraphs written by anonymous children I will never really meet.  But every once in awhile, one of them knocks my socks off with their tenderness of thought… … Continue reading

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Purple Majesty for Mother’s Day

                            You can’t get a cup of tea big enough or a book long enough                                 to suit me.  ~ C.S. Lewis . Before … Continue reading

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They’re never out of date…

The other day, I came across what sounded like a shimmering idea among compassionate women bloggers … ** It reminded me of sending up balloons to heaven, with tiny love notes tucked inside.  Of watching   we miss you’s, tied … Continue reading

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