A Divine Comedy
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Here’s something to make time for on a cold Sunday morning in late fall, battening down the hatches for winter… Postscript by Seamus Heaney And some time make the time to drive out west Into County Clare, along the Flagg…
Found on the blacktop this week: beauty, chaos, relationship. Togetherness and pulling apart, coziness, grief, brokenness, comfort, joyful gatherings, estrangement, dancing. Seeking. The wind blows and it all changes. What did you see on your blacktop? On mine – it…
A boxwood blooms in my yard this November. Delicate white flowers rise out of its green depths. What wonder is this? On closer examination, it appears that a vine has grown up among the holes in the damaged boxwood. I…
I had the chance to travel in Ireland not long ago with one of my young adult daughters and felt both the joy of the moment and the passing of the moment so acutely. Nothing good comes of holding on…
Anne Lamott is at her absolute best in her new book Somehow: Thoughts on Love. She writes about her usual topics – her difficult son and adorable grandson, her kind second husband, beloved friends, the local homeless, her small church,…
The storm came through, as storms do. In its wake I found a branch nearly as tall as a man standing straight up in the earth. It had fallen from the highest reaches of the old bur oak, suggesting this:…
The Universal Christ: How a Forgotten Reality Can Change Everything We See, Hope For, and Believe, by Richard Rohr, is one of the most thought-provoking and expansive books I’ve read in ages. In short, he perceives our world as one…
Anxiety. Dread. Terror. Repulsion. The cicadas are coming for my face – soon – and I am not okay. My friend Google and the fearless Margaret Atwood offered some advice this week. Here are five suggestions and strategies, in case…
My father’s spirit left his body in a darkened room six weeks ago. On the wings of his last breath, it ascended – a small cloud of color and energy. Believing, disbelieving – that is what my eyes saw….