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The process of doing spiritual photography has been enlightening for me this term. I have been able to tap into some of the creativity that I have missed in my life. It has also stretched me as I have looked for the divine in different places and spaces.

Paying attention to moments for spiritual connection has allowed me to broaden my sense of the holy in my everyday environment. The Divine and I have been working to intersect in this way as I utilize a keener eye to help me relate my inner self in photos and a better sense of articulation through poetry.

I have learned to sit with each photo and meditate with the phase "Holy One speak to me". Since I have utilized meditation along with this work, it has helped center me more deeply in the creativity.

Thank you for allowing me this option to reconnect to the Creative One through my own creative one!

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Your keys have been played for more than half a century. You've been the center of many singings.
You've played happy songs,
You've played sad songs.
You've played hymns.
You've played that good ole Southern Gospel of my childhood.
You've been played by grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, siblings, nieces, nephews, grandchildren.
You've played yourself out dear family friend!!!
Thank you for the memories...and the songs that play in my heart even to today!

June 2022

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I miss you Daddy and our days on the shore.
This fishing rod the reminder of the days of yore.

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These rods tie me to the memories of fishing with you.
The moments of joy when the hook caught
Smile widening, pulse quickening
Fun in the reeling
The wait for what was on
Laughter and celebration with you with the smallest of catches!

You are part of me and I am part of you.
Moments like these remind me of our good times.
You're here with me always
I'm here with you!

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The table is set.
We wait.
Wait for the Spirit.
Wait for the welcome.
Wait for the moment.
We wait.
The table is set.

August 2022

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I feel you here.
Sand beneath my feet.
Waves crashing near.
Look all around.
I feel you here.

I feel you here.
Soft blowing wind.
Shells along the sand.
Gulls shrieking.
Someone holding my hand.
I feel you here.

July 2022

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The great reminder...
of the
promise.
You
Are
There
God
Always!

How easily we get caught up
in the busy-ness and busi-ness of life -
we don't forget we forget to notice.

Keep reminding me Holy One!

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Brilliance in bloom

That moment when one is aligned with Spirit,
Exploding with with joy.
Filling with amazement.
Bursting with Holy wonder.

July 2022

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The tree in my backyard shows me how...
life is an intertwining journey -
Full of ins and outs...
Times of plenty and moments of want.

The Divine One the trunk...
on which my life can depend -
Like the tree trunk...
Holding the vines and branches.

My decisions and my choices...
intermingled with Spirit -
Creating a life...
Sweetened by the sun.

Spirit and Divine nurture me...
with kisses of soft rain -
Granting me more days...
Dancing with the moon.

July 2022

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The tree in my backyard reminds me of...
the way your love is strong -
the desire you have for me...
To be wrapped in faith and hope even when the winds blow through -
they do today...
and you are here, standing tall with outstretched arms.

July 2022

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The tree in my backyard gives me relief...
on days hot and humid -
Sweaty and sticky...
I find rest in her shade.

The leaves my sheltering place...
where life begins again -
by the pond of life...
I renew my faith in Holy.

July 2022

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From afar I cannot see
the distinctiveness of the Trinity.
I cannot see
how one of You feeds all of You.
I cannot see
the uniqueness of each of You.
I cannot see
how the three of You  see me
from afar.

July 2022

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The table is joined.
We celebrate.
Celebrate life broken.
Celebrate grace spilled out.
Celebrate new covenant.
We celebrate.
The table is joined.

August 2022

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wisps of clouds
orange, pink, and red
signaling the day's
end is ahead.

in this quiet place
i can hear Spirit's song
in the whisper of stillness
a space where i belong.

as sun goes down
and night begins to fall
i am reminded
to follow my call.

July 2022

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As I gaze upward, You all become distinct.
I can see Your common start
And then You branching out
Each into their own.

As I gaze upward, You all grow limbs.
I can trace Your expansion
And see continued growth
Reaching farther, closer to Earth and Sky.

As I gaze upward, You all bend and sway.
I can feel Your breeze
On my face
Reminding me of Your life.

June 2022

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The heart of the matter is the heart.
Your heart.
My heart.
Your heart.
Her heart.
Their heart.
His heart.
Our hearts.

June 2022

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The distant lure of day's end
becomes a painting in the sky.
As the seashore beckons
day's final light.

Your love is evident in the rhythms of the sea
ebbs and flows, tide rises and falls.
Following sun and moon
each day and night.

Your peace is found in the softness of the breeze
blowing gently as the sun sinks.
Lower it goes bringing
evening  shadows.

August 2022

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The table is witness.
We hear your words.
Words of hope.
Words of promise.
Words of prophecy.
We hear your words.
The table is witness.

August 2022

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I pass this tree everyday that I go to my church office. One day I stopped to ponder the tree in depth. Not just as a tree I pass by.  Not only a place of shade.

I had always been drawn to this tree... I love trees! The heart has always been a place of focus for me. I touch it as I pass by. I suddenly had the desire to see the tree in its wholeness.

I began to take pictures of the tree from different angles and I immediately noticed the three major arteries of the tree. Then as a good recovering southern baptist, I realized the three reminded me of three amazing things... (like that good three point sermon) God my Holy Parent. Jesus my Holy Brother, and Spirit my Holy Guide.

Taking the time to reflect on the tree and the Trinity helped me to reframe the entire Tree as Holy too. I adore this tree now and the process of taking these photos reminded me of the HOLINESS and the WHOLENESS of all that surrounds me.

July 2022

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Beauty of red against green and brown.
Showing the stages of how you are grown.

Birth, Life, Death, Birth, Life, Death ... repeat.
Waiting for you, Holy One, so we can be replete.

June 2022

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Lush, Green
Silent witness

Bold, Red
Posted guard

Solid,Brown
Standing strong.

July 2022