“We have failed Thy grace. Lord, I flinch and pray, send Thy necessity.” -Wendell Berry, “We Who Prayed and Wept” A couple weeks ago, my husband briefly expressed his concern over the upcoming presidential […]
I’m new to the Democratic Party. I voted for President Obama in 2012 and for Hillary just a couple weeks ago. I come from a long line of conservative Republicans. In fact, I may […]
the cicadas are growing quiet, wings worn and tattered from summer’s symphony, the melody that brings them life. and also death. a refrain pulsed through their dreams as they lay burrowed deep in sleep […]
I don’t breathe easily. But I do try. I sing. I sip tea. I listen to the birds and cicadas. I drink cool water and try to get enough sleep. I walk barefoot in […]
Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I contain multitudes. – Walt Whitman, Song of Myself Last night, I was listening to a podcast by Rob Bell about […]
sing your way deep, deep into the earth, into that blackness that keeps you, that folds you in while you sleep. keep still, songstress, your wings be silent and soft. it is a […]
our raw edges are our beauty. our fragmented hearts are our strength. our being human is our glory.
I am feeling so thread-bare, so ragged, so small these days. Like my little family is on a mountain climb and we’re all carrying backpacks, but mine is so heavy I’ve started falling down […]
this warped and weathered tree twisted by wind grey with time. it speaks more to my soul than many tongues of men.
…The storm is wild enough for sailing The bridge is weak enough to cross This body frail enough for fighting I’m home enough to know I’m lost It’s just enough to be strong In […]