Monday, December 17, 2012

Walking With Love in Our Hooves

A deer stepped here, climbing up the steep bank from Wildcat Creek, shaded by dogwood, alder, oak and bramble. She left behind a muddy heart, filled with rain. Right now, in this dark-sky time of year, when so much inconceivable violence has just occurred on the other side of this continent, all I can think is to be full and open and generous in heart. To walk with love in every step, to leave that love everywhere, by the streams, in the mud to be filled with rain, on the city blocks, in the hands of others. What else is there to do, to keep from despair?


  1. Beautiful - words and image, and that magical print.

  2. Thank you for the beautiful image. And yes, I do surround myself with "hearts"...the image to keep lifting my own.