No maps

That beginners mind is what we must come back to every time we sit down and write. There is no security, no assurance that because we wrote something good two months ago, we will do it again. Actually, every time we begin, we wonder how we ever did it before. Each time is a newRead more

Of late

  September Taut, I long to loose the past along with future tense. To gift myself the present and be glad.   October O autumn heart Though brittle now, by touch unmade Be resolved to age and alter To beat and bleed in red and shed the rust. Be resolved to be remade.    

Little Children

St. John has rather affectionate and accurate titles for his listeners in the letter we first credit him. “Little children” is found amongst John’s addresses along with “brothers and sisters” and “beloved”. These terms convey a certain fond and compassionate sentiment, even in the midst of John’s stout teaching. The letter is full of robustRead more

Advent 2014

This project began as personal reflection during Advent and evolved into something I shared throughout the season. Each day in December I read the scripture passages allotted by the lectionary. Flipping back and forth between pages, my meditation on the words led to penning brief amalgamations of language and imagery – short verses birthed byRead more