The wind, the trees, the graying thunder-studded skies greet us, sitting close together on a creaky bench. Beneath the eves we huddle as big, cold drops plop before our eyes.
Like a cat I sniff the cooling air, reach out to catch a few cold drops in the warm of my hand:
And I am comforted, sitting with you, with the storm.
I am a spiritual seeker, a seeker who has "taken a drink from many cups." I love to accompany others on the deeper journey to witness to their True Self. Now a writer, photographer and poet, I have retired from full-time ministry as a pastor in downtown Oakland, CA.
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