Blog posts from Allyson

We Will Not Keep From Singing

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A whole new world may yet be born… God, we need to hear those words! And believe them! We live in such dire times – and it’s been hard and excruciating for so many people for decades and centuries, too, not just in recent times. We have always lived in… Read More »We Will Not Keep From Singing

Creation Will Dance

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I can’t say this enough – we are connected to each other! Down to our very cells, to our very DNA – we are created for connection, for relationship. We often forget this. God calls us again and again to remember that we are one, that we are connected to… Read More »Creation Will Dance

Nameless One

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Nameless OneGentle breezeA mantle wrapped around my shoulders The embrace of God can take you by surprise, and can be so gentle. And yet, deep down, you know there is something more to the embrace, that there is a calling, something you need to do and be. This was the… Read More »Nameless One

Thanks, I Think

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Don’t you just wish God would simply say to you, “Here – this is what you’ve got to do”? Sometimes I wish for that – even though I’m not sure I really mean it. But wouldn’t it be nice to simply have someone (preferably holy and good) tell you what… Read More »Thanks, I Think

Waves

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At first glance, “we are to God as a wave is to the sea” seems to dismiss us, as nothing more than a small blob of water in a vast ocean, of no importance at all. But wait! Even that small blob of water is an integral part of the… Read More »Waves

It Doesn’t Fit

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This poem came into being as I struggled to go further than the first two lines, which I felt were so cleverly rhyming! Then it all fell apart because I couldn’t stick with the meter, and then, after asking myself, why should I stick with the meter?, the rest of… Read More »It Doesn’t Fit

It’s Out Of Order Again

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This was just a reflection piece in response to a poetry prompt: “your reaction to an Out of Order sign on a vending machine.” And in the spirit of taking things way too seriously, I worked it into what you see below. The poem in its entirety is here: It’s… Read More »It’s Out Of Order Again

Kaleidoscope

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This was written for Thanksgiving 2020, during a spike in the pandemic. That day had become, perhaps, a focal point for the change and losses of that year so far, and this piece is meant to reflect that reality, and to point beyond as well. It’s more of a personal… Read More »Kaleidoscope

Superpower

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What is your superpower, she asked My superpower is not me and alone and one. It is us and we. And, God, maybe eventually, Them. Hard conversations. We’re called to hard conversations: bridging the gap between us and “them”, coming together, but not at the expense of marginalized persons, or… Read More »Superpower