Tag Archives: grace

Stirred

Posted on November 22, 2022 by whimsygizmo

“Anyone can slay a dragon …but try waking up every morning and loving the world all over again. That’s what takes a real hero.” – Brian Andreas (Kai Sky) :: Hitch a ride on that humming wing, glance up at all those remaindered stars, the … Continue reading →

Posted in Miz Q Prompts | Tagged grace, hummingbird, inspired by Brian Andreas, Kai Sky, shaken and stirred, stirred | 7 Comments

the first stone

Posted on April 5, 2021 by whimsygizmo

Sometimes, I guess there just aren’t enough rocks. – Forrest Gump thrown, it stings and things may never (ever) be the same. held, it burns and turns over in your (angry, hungry)hand. buried, it still carries all that (wait…wait…)weight. dropped, it stops. (plop.) ponders heart. embraces grace. PAD Challenge day 5.

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged April PAD 2021, casting stones, first stone, grace, throwing stones | 2 Comments

Abide (an Aubade)

Posted on November 30, 2020 by whimsygizmo

Crack open that bright blue dawn and watch the sun yawn and stretch again, begin to light our f(l)ight. We raise wings and sing, abide in deeper things than the morrows and sorrows of this place. This day, we find grace in the staying. :: it’s Quadrille … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged abide, aubades, grace, Quadrille Monday | 19 Comments

Writing in Dust

Posted on February 13, 2018 by whimsygizmo

She stood {still}, silenced by their judgment, His grace. They dropped their stones because he bade them cast the first. . twiglet #63. Inspired by the story of a woman from John 8 of the Bible.

Posted in twiglets | Tagged casting stones, dropping stones, grace, Jesus, John, stones, twiglets | 5 Comments

i am 5am

Posted on August 25, 2017 by whimsygizmo

the zen of all sky, no sun. first breaths, and livening of lungs. i am slow beat of heart and feet, rhythmic pull of chest. i am fast (g)race, unmetered pace, blurred face and untamed. blessed.

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged all sky no sun, apricot sky, fiery lungs, grace, livening of lungs, run one, run two, running commentary, running one mile every day if it kills me, running poems, running the race before you, sunrise, unmetered, untamed heart, up before the sun | 2 Comments

wisps of clouds, and silence

Posted on August 12, 2017 by whimsygizmo

run three …………………{miles} prayerfully. ask for confidence, grace and grit to get through this crazy day. gratefully. with eyes that see all this gorgeous day might be. ..

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged grace, grace and grit, pink skies, praying for my girl's day, run one, run three, run two, running commentary, running one mile every day if it kills me, running poems, sunrise, up before the sun | 2 Comments

run that damn three

Posted on August 3, 2017 by whimsygizmo

with no trace of glee and with a bummed knee and through bee-buzzy trees. run it ………..{those three damn miles} in the muggy sticky style of pseudo-monsoon southern Nevada, of wide open skies but all-desert ground. run up. run down … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged fiery lungs, grace, pavement, run one, run three, run two, running commentary, running home, running late, running one mile every day if it kills me, shoes, smoke, up before the sun (barely) | 2 Comments

run three, for me

Posted on July 15, 2017 by whimsygizmo

{miles} with a big smile, because Blue is so close you can touch her, breathe her in and be -gin the day knowing you’ve run the (g)race you need. you’ve come to the water and returned whole, filled your lungs … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged breathing in blue, daisy chains, grace, he loves me loves me not, Lake Tahoe, miles to go before i sleep, run one, run three, run three plus, run two, running commentary, running poems, running to blue, sunrise, Tahoe run, up before the sun, when did i become a runner | 3 Comments

run three, to Blue

Posted on July 13, 2017 by whimsygizmo

{miles} from me to You, where (g)race flows free from every rhythmic step. where sky and lakey sea make way for more of You and less of me.

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Blue, grace, Lake Tahoe, run one, run three, run two, running, running commentary, running one mile every day if it kills me, running to blue, Tahoe run, when did i become a runner | 5 Comments

map my run

Posted on July 11, 2017 by whimsygizmo

(3.some) …………….{miles} map my breath by tune of blue, my heart by sacred morning moon. map my skin with cool of breeze and scent of pine. map my soul with the misty face of morning grace.