There’s a wisp of clouds
the snow piles are melting
glistening in the sun
the layers of sweaters and coats
hats and gloves
have been stripped off.
Oh, the glorious light and blue skies
the hope of all that’s waiting
beneath the surface.
May this thawing seep into our bodies
may we look into the eyes of our neighbors
with a wave and a good morning
may we reach out to friends and offer: I’m here for you
may any barriers and disagreements fall from us
like dandelions blowing in the breeze
may we be filled with listening and understanding
sentiments of mutuality.
May the reality of what is
not be greater than the potential for what could be.
And may we be the ones
unearthing this hope
together and in community
for the sake of the world.1




For more beautiful words for this spring, read my friend
’s reflection: How do you pinpoint growth? shares about the Japanese word of Hanami. vulnerably shares about cancer and becoming. And my friend Jessica goes through the fives stages of Midwest Grief during this weird in-between season!Thanks to the inspiration from my friend
, I’m taking part in a #100DayProject. For 100 days, I’m writing a blessing each night. Sometimes it’s a full blessing and other times a few lines or phrases. But each night, I grab my pen and put words to paper. This practice is reminding me that blessings are meant to be shared. We’re meant to offer them freely and receive them in kind. If you have a blessing you’d like me to write for you (maybe for an upcoming event or a birthday, perhaps for strength or patience; there’s nothing that we can’t bless), I’d love to include that in the next 100 Days! Simply reply to this email and I’ll respond.
This is beautiful, Kim!
What a delicious post with a lovely poem! Thank you.
I published a photo of a cloud with a hole in it, like yours, this week as part of the 100DayProject. Find it at https://www.the100dayproject.org/p/day-68-distraction