by redclay | Apr 17, 2020 | Poetry
WE WILL
Candace Leber, April 16, 2020, Friends of Guest House
And I said to her: Will you see how wonderful you are?
And she said: Will you show me?
And I Said to her: Will you forgive yourself?
And she said: Will I have suffered enough?
And I said to us: Will we ever love ourselves?
And we said: Will we help each other?
by redclay | Mar 27, 2020 | Poetry
Time
Aimee Treakle, Friends of Guest House
What if I think of this
time as a drop of water
falling into a puddle with
such fluidity that it makes
no ripples adding to the
volume of time without
the waves of action and
reaction. Simply sliding into the
next moment.
In this most sacred time
feed your spirit. While the
sand is falling silently body
and mind muted with solidarity
spend these precious grains
of time feeding your soul.
I promise myself to not
get lost in the sound
of silence the soundless
steps through the
sands of time.
I promise the world we
won’t be muted forever.
The seconds will tick the
minutes will thud and the
hours will ring. The drop
will birth waves and
the sands will sing.
by redclay | Mar 10, 2020 | Visual Arts
What do you want your life to look like? Visualizing is such a first critical step, and our clients in the Community Readiness Unit (those getting ready for release) at the Arlington County Detention Facility put such incredible thought and vision into their mandalas. We just had to share a few with you.
by redclay | Mar 6, 2020 | Visual Arts
It takes a superwoman to share her vulnerability.
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by redclay | Feb 28, 2020 | Poetry
Kindness
Zandra Johnson, Friends of Guest House
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