Praying the Text
Day 15 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. The fourth item I intentionally brought into my new home on the first day was my bible, an NRSV I’...
Category: poetry
Friday Florilegium
On my playlist this week has been a cover of Rachel Platten’s global hit “Fight Song” by The Piano Guys. Not only is it an instrument version ...
Friday Florilegium
O break my heart; but break it as a field Is by the plough up-broken for the corn; O break it as the buds, by green leaf seated, Are, to unloose the gold...
An Autumn Florilegium
As the days grow shorter and the slight chill weaves its way through yellowing leaves, I dream of cozy evenings, firelight, soft woolens, and holiday meals with...
Friday Florilegium
The mezuzah speaks of years finger touched by faith, disinterest, habit– depending on the day. Painted over, pried at, forgotten̵...
Easter Breaking
O break my heart; but break it as a field Is by the plough up-broken for the corn; O break it as the buds, by green leaf seated, Are, to unloose the gold...
Birth
Stars in eyes, I follow hope to a tiny one, enclosed in atoms in whose power atoms live. The Word at heart now wordless, but for cries, joining beast and...
{Day 14} Friday Florilegium
Yesterday, I read a fabulous children’s story aloud to Jane and Jack, The Bootmaker and the Elves. I loved the story, the Texan twang of the dialogue, and...
{Day 6} Living in the Midst
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact , yo...