Wonky weather

The weather down here in nothern Virginia has been pretty wonky. One moment spring sun, the next a wintry mix. Call it climate change, call it global warming. Either way, our county seems to be going for a record breaking no full week of school since the new year what with two-hour delays, snow days and professional work days. 

And when my 6.5-year-old happens to catch a rainbow like she did last weekend, it's an impromptu moment of prayer. A doorway into a mindful moment when I throw a couple of words together, just a simple thank you . . .

i pay attention, 
warm winter Rain. 
you may approach early, 
Spring. 
in the Mist, 
she tells me, oh look up!
there you are, 
a Rainbow's surprise. 
and for an instant, 
i listen to Her silent voice. 

Run soft, run fierce

Currently on day 24 of my Dedicate challenge Yoga with Adriene, I've been gingerly trying poses out on my stomach. I'm more sensitive than I'd like to be, but after my crazy summer, that area remains tender. Six months after my second surgery, I finally attempted a short trot in the woods. I was doing okay until it started pouring. Absolutely no one else was on the trail (A.'s constant worries nagging me that I'm putting myself in danger what with one off news stories about runners murdered in the woods), and it probably wasn't a great idea to try running in the rain. Yet it was. I usually don't mind a lone walk in the woods, and yesterday morning felt especially adventurous.

heal me, wintry rain

mucky lake breathes soft and fierce

my face caught its mist

One of my favorite things

my favorite kind of white noise 

like the snow we fall 

ever so delicately 

into hygge