Tag: miriam miles
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Anchor
My boat sits atop the ocean, the sky, and waves indistinguishable in the dead of night. I sense the wave coming and brace for the incalculable impact. Knuckles white with dread, I try to recall the glass-like sea, crystal-clear water and boat in motionless synchronicity, the air still and silent.
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Plates
jeering a grin water-coloured crystal shimmer spindle-esque discs spin over, around and above on stilts like rainbow coloured clowns their secrets given up by the hummingbird whoosh tottering on tiny brittle twigs atop the wobble-legged table point on, slip a mil away crumpled mosaic to be floor candy … […]
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Humble pie
Otherwise known as: The unread terms and conditions of humility. I have become quite uncomfortable with the level of humility God seems to want me to experience. It’s not that I’ve been (to my knowledge) particularly conceited or proud but that (as is often the case), I was unwise to ask for wisdom and understanding. […]
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Whose 8 Ball am I behind?
For as long as I can remember I have felt like I’ve missed something – some kind of hidden social instructions I seem to have not received at birth like everyone else seemed to have received.
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Fake it Till you Make it
I get it though. It’s sometimes worth giving ourselves a pep talk, shooting from the hip and putting ourselves on the chopping block with all we’ve got, even if we are not sure we’ve got it at all. There’s merit in this, sure. But what happens when the ‘make it’ part doesn’t eventuate?
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Excuse Me, But Which Way to Encounter God?
aith’ worshipping in song and shouting for joy, and being openly fervent in prayer with others, I also take great comfort from knowing that these are not the only ways to encounter and experience God.
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And so, she soars
She feared the tide – the ebb and flow of her mind’s capacity – for so long that she almost forgot the sound of it’s gentle swoosh along the shore, the pebbles of creativity pushed gently, purposefully forward. Then one day the sun shone so brightly it stopped a wave in its tracks, the glisten […]
Miriam E. Miles 