
Design by J. Ruth Kelly, 2026
Poem, “Come the Rain”, originally posted here.

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Many, many moons ago on this blog I wrote the following in recognition of how precious is the work of being and becoming who we are and how I’d wanted so many goals to have been accomplished by then. And well, here I am in this now. So many hopes still seemingly languish, but I feel their hum and they keep telling me love is the way and the play of being. And from being, all will emerge at the right point, perhaps not all hopes fulfilled, but I trust the pattern unfolding before me.
“I wanted so many things to be accomplished by now and yet, the time hasn’t made room for those things to emerge. Other things are growing, emerging slowly. More precious, deeper knowings of purpose, of resonance, of acceptance of this path. When healing the amness layer of self, the heart cries out to act, to do, to express in the life what is brewing deep within. But timing can make the difference between a fractured movement and a whole flowing vision-in-motion.”
I like how the poem in the above design ties it all together. It’s lovely to discover the gems here from ages ago are not only still relevant, but they infuse my soul with renewed purpose and a distinct feeling of being “a whole flowing vision-in-motion” … as I heal on even deeper levels.
Original poem post: Love Point.
Post quoted above: Just Keep Going.

The above excerpt is from the whole poem titled, Oasis of the Light. Found here.
Here’s to the beautiful voice and force that was and will always be Jesse Louis Jackson. My heart hurts…

Weep the loss, darkness
falls around us here, but love
love carries us on,
and along we’ll flow,
a song of songs healing hearts,
love’s brightest colors
releasing our days
as our gratitude unfolds
for those who’ve gone on,
leaving us without
the song of their presence here,
but beyond they call
rallying hearts strong,
apprehending all
of love’s sweetest harvest, full
and overflowing,
bestowing wholeness
in the ever after of
all we claim here now.
—
2026 ticks along as we face a world in turmoil and losses daunting, threatening our sense of power, of choice. And yet, love as the fully-muscled, ever-reaching force sings us a song of resonance to the father heart of a God within and beyond, urging us onward. May our vision encompass details never embraced before and may our work refuse despair, nihilism and all that clamors futility. What have we not yet done? How might we be who we are in ways more liberating for all? And how may our lives explode colors vivid and alive with soul?
Here’s to the comfort flowing from the heart of love and to all we can heal within ourselves and in a world on fire. And to the pause, the melting into being fully present with all we hold dear, let us know deeply the call of peace.