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This Christmas, my six-year-old son taught me the lesson of how valuable it can be to pay attention–a found poem. Guilty Bystander The gate of heaven is everywhere. —Thomas Merton, “Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander” “I don’t know,” says Finn, and I forget what that first question was, but speaking into the microphone of the [...]
A miraculous five minutes early to my appointment. The motor has been turned off but its rhythm still shakes my core. I close my eyes and try to breathe. The fat people, sitting on my chest, just laugh at me. The high pitched hum ringing in my ears stops all effort. Dang it! I want [...]
The curve of my tear Reflects the God-light of Love In your Grace-filled eyes. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Share with Stumblers Tweet about it Subscribe to the comments on this post
Seeded vows Grown in the holy womb Of life giving exchange Facilitated pathways Until a tangent calls Seducing the nature of nurture Around a gnarly root Of thought The vow lost in a violent storm…. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Share with Stumblers Tweet about it Subscribe to [...]
At some point, we begin to see how so many truths have an equal and opposite truth. The famous first line from A Tale of Two Cities hints at this: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” And we can be struck by this at almost any moment, as I [...]
I am writing right now simply just to feel my fingers typing. My summer brain had not allowed for much writing, reading hasn’t been a go to activity since the days had gotten long enough to use the evenings for entire days worth of activity after a work day of work. In some sense, summer [...]
It’s not breathing that’s hard
From this underwater grotto
It’s crying the tears
To fill the lake
Because a frozen pond
Is hard to animate
Unless a beam burns deep.
I used to think that food for the soul was incredible vistas….thought provoking spiritual writings….melodies that float through ones’ being. Now, I think food for the soul is cauliflower. The thought that “food for the soul” is actual food has been radical and life-changing. Even, after suffering with an undiagnosed food allergy that nearly killed [...]
Originally posted on December 21, 2007 as The Ridiculous Hospitality of Advent. The main change I made was to change ‘starry-eyed’ to ‘clear-eyed’ in the sentence below. That reflects a growing emphasis on clarity of vision and purpose in my own life. Hope you enjoy this rewarmed leftover, like the best part of Thanksgiving: the [...]
Poem of the Month ~ December 2010 May you use this season of long nights to enter the dark fertility of your imagination. Think thoroughly wild thoughts, dream impossible dreams, feel the truth your body yearns for you to know. In this season, may you gift yourself with long-needed rest and feel nourished by a [...]
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