The Spirit blows where she wills.
I believe I hear her voice…

I cannot see her.

I turn in circles, round and round,
waiting on whispers in the wind
wisdom seeking, beseeching…

her warm breath.

This is the how it is for us
who wake with wind in our ears –
born of the Spirit.

She called us then.

She will call us again.

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Portland, Oregon – Feast of Pentecost, May 31, 2020

The Gospel of John, 3:8, the “original” version: “The Spirit blows where it wills, and you hear the sound of it, and you do not know whence it comes or whither it goes; so it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.”