by Angela Hoffman
Dear Friends, It was so great to hear about your journeys: your walk on the ocean shore your climb to the mountain top your visit to the Arctic, Zanzibar your cabin in Dublin, your book release how you have made a difference saved the world. Small brief encounters strung together like rosary beads make my days now my days make my weeks my weeks make my life. I rise early to a silent house hot lemon water, cup of coffee oatmeal with walnuts, blueberries blanket, cat snuggled next to me candle lit. I scribble notes in my journal meditate spend time with poets the likes of Rumi, Oliver, Neidecker those isolated and those who dared to show up. I delve into the souls of monks, mystics into the pages of seed catalogs, the Bible, memoirs my share of crap on Facebook, Twitter. I practice yoga while the geraniums in my window box behind the lace curtains make my morning pink the sun lighting the wood floors. I whisper my intention for the day Todays: I choose joy and grateful living being open to opportunities in each moment. If God has prepared a room for me It might be something like this. Sincerely, Me
Angela Hoffman lives in Wisconsin. Her poetry has appeared in Solitary Plover, Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets Museletter and calendar, and Your Daily Poem.com.She committed to writing a poem a day during the first two years of the pandemic. Angela’s interests in spirituality and personal growth inspire her poetry.