Moisture’s Grace written by: Janis Dehler   I wake to the drift of new-fallen snow— moisture frozen into crystal form—as it lifts off the roof, flutters in gentle breezes, and blankets the earth in cloud-softness. A blue jay soars past the window to land on the branch of a laden spruce. Stillness settles into my body and soul, silencing, for this moment, the thoughts of fires burning. Far from my home, yet close to my heart: people fleeing, dying, crying … Continue reading Moisture’s Grace