On the night after Mother’s Day, I tumbled into a pit full of grief and fear and recrimination. At midnight, all I could do was weep and get out of…
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Pretty quick after my horse Tessie died, the tuxedo cat showed up. We first saw him rooting around the hayfield, hunting for mice and gophers. Feral cats are welcome because…
12/20/21 Not sure what to write for my blog this week. It’s a mix of hard wind socking the house and the stalwart trees and the local weather people talking…
“On this mountain the Lord of hosts will make for all peoples a feast of rich food, a feast of well-aged wine, of rich food full of marrow, of aged…
I’m sitting next to one of our Christmas trees, facing the other one. Every ornament I hang brings memories—a ceramic Georgia Peach from our trip to Savannah, the sheep mobile…
This spring I took a class on inner healing through the Companioning Center. I was drawn to the down to earth teachings of Katie Skurja who compares people to an…
Even though we’re done with Christmas, I’m stuck back on the story when Gabriel told Mary she was favored of God. He said, “Greetings, O favored one, the Lord is…
As the Northern Hemisphere pitches towards the dark time, we hang lights on trees inside and outside our houses. I think about how Jesus said, “I am the light of…
The Pslamist says, “Put not your trust in princes, in a son of man, in whom there is no salvation” (Ps. 146:3, ESV). This rebukes my obsession with politics, as…
One Small Step The day after Ruth Bader Ginsberg died, I joined a Story Corps One Small Step conversation while sitting in my writing chair, my books and sunshine behind…