Friday Florilegium

This past week, dealing with job searching and rejection letters, a Patty Griffin song has been my companion. The song speaks about Mary, a woman who lived with...

Creating Space for Beauty

I’ve found that experiencing beauty as a regular part of my day requires cultivating a welcoming space: physical space, such as having a special area to d...

Friday Florilegium

I’ve listened to and sung this hymn for years, but recently, it finally took up residence in that deep space of my heart where only a few songs gain entra...

Night bus companions

I got on the 71 in the University District after an enjoyable dinner with my friend Julia.  Riding a Seattle bus from the Ave to downtown at night never fails t...

Candlemas

My two favorite feast days of the liturgical year are not big name celebrations. Certainly, I get goosebumps hearing the first strains of “O come, O come ...

Living Joyfully for Advent

2020 Celtic Advent Calender here. For each day, from now until Epiphany, I’ve thought of one thing I can do to practice joy and gratitude, and to give lov...

Lentil Soup for the Body and Spirit

Yesterday as I sniffed and sneezed and shivered from the flu, the thought came to mind: “Surely, I can watch a movie since I can’t focus on anything...

Seeing Presence

While in Boston, one of the many places I lived was in a lovely old building in a long-standing Orthodox Jewish neighborhood.  Originally, the apartment complex...

Finding Words

“Words don’t mean anything.” I found myself saying that a lot in 2009.  Words I read.  Words I wrote.  Empty. It’s not surprising that I...