Shelter

Shelter

To shelter is to cup your hands
around another’s flame,
to build walls from nothing
but the warmth of your being.

Love makes architects of us all,
each gesture a foundation
laid in tender circumstance.

Grace lives raw and real
in the curve of an embrace,
of becoming someone else’s peace.

We are all sanctuaries
waiting to be recognized.
To shelter is to say:
rest here,
where safety speaks.

The Art of Staying

This is the Kummakivi Balancing Rock, a natural wonder in Finland. It was formed by glacial movement, cannot be moved by hand, and has been there more than 12,000 years.

The Art of Staying

True balance isn’t about never falling.
It’s about the quiet art of staying,
even when the ground beneath you shifts,
even when the weight presses deep into your bones.

See how the great stone waits,
neither resisting nor surrendering,
only trusting the place where it rests,
as if wind and years have whispered,
“You belong here.”

Isn’t that what we must learn?
That steadiness is not stillness,
that to remain whole is not to be unshaken,
but to know, even in trembling,
that you will not break.

Hold fast.
Let the world do as it will.
You were made to bear the weight of your own becoming.