apples of gold

"A word aptly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver."  

Proverbs 25:11

Sometimes I take undue pride in my ability

to speak succinctly and frankly.

Yesterday however, I was stopped short as I listened to someone share their reasons for holding their tongue and not saying what was on their mind to someone they knew. They wanted to treat that person with a certain gentleness that they needed. They knew the person well enough, to know what they could handle—and what could possibly harm.

I realized that my readiness to speak out is often done without consideration —without that pause, to think first of the other person. 

I need to learn to carry my words carefully —to give them out slowly. 

Learn to listen more. Speak less.

I need to learn to hold my words for necessary moments

—for moments the words fit.

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6.

My breath catches and holds. 

In all caps, expanding my growing June 5th eucharisto list
—6. THE CHANCE TO WRITE. 

God is the giver of good gifts.

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bright. effervescent colors. 

Sometimes I see things that make my heart sing.

The textures, the curling ribbon, thick stems and lacy petals.

I love to design.

I love to wrap my hands around leafy bouquets, choose placement, color, light. 

I am drawn to spaces. 

Dreaming up atmosphere - a touch - a place you don't only see 

—but feel upon entering.