At Thanksgiving, I’m grateful for St. Porphyrios who says, “You won’t become saints by hounding after evil. Ignore evil. Look towards Christ and he will save you” (137). Ignore evil….
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Bruce alerted me to the rainbow dropping out of the clouds off to the west. It practically sat on our across-the-field-neighbor’s woods. I snapped a picture as I walked out. …
As I’ve mentioned before I write a response to Martin Shaw’s Beasts and Vines Substack every Sunday morning. His kind responses draws these little essays from me. This week I’m…
When I walked out one morning, the sun rose as I walked up our road toward home. Its warmth felt like a hand caressing my cheek, as a lover would…
While Omalola was getting an ultrasound and other tests, Bruce and I walked around the L.L. Bean store in Hoffman Estates. Not many people were there, but there was…
My Take on “The Woman Who Became a Fox” The following is my retelling of Martin Shaw’s story: “The Woman Who Became a Fox”, that was the first story in…
“I did not mean to fall in love, but the men with the big machines came up our road to cut the last of the season’s corn.” This line caught…
Stretches of sunny days passed this fall and I wondered when our neighbor would drop our hay. Then he rolled onto our field, he and his son, running up and…
Sunday, September 28 Martin Shaw closed out this week’s House of Beasts and Vines essay A Thousand Fires by saying: So here’s to all of us, traveling or stationary, finding…
I thought I’d try to imagine Sarah’s life with Abraham from her perspective. I’ve been taking a course on the Book of Jubilees, a series of oral traditions compiled around…