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The Flowering of the Cross

The Flowering of the Cross

(or what comes after) Not one but two deaths, to hammer home that we are but dust, as if smearing ashes on the forehead just wasn’t enough. A memorial service, followed by another vigil, sandwiched between math tests, Latin vocab and baking bread. Old stories heard fresh reread and retold through a book of wild … Continue reading

Resurrection Rhododendron

Resurrection Rhododendron

When we moved into our home five years ago, an ancient rhododendron featured prominently at the corner of the house, its gnarled branches hanging ominously over the driveway. Gravity and age tugged at its branches, which scraped the windshield of our cars as we pulled in and out; what pale blooms there were peaked quickly. … Continue reading

a snowy morning

a snowy morning

gentle white falling, heaven’s soft gift almost covering the land, almost made new and I’m adrift in thoughts of you. every morning, rich foamy delight in a mug, this morning scented cinnamon, gifts of bounty and promise for toil and I’m awash in your friendship. woosh and wings and slack-jawed stare – catch it, catch … Continue reading

Advent Haiku

Advent Haiku

In a season of fullness, to scale back requires work and faith; freedom to fully see. I wrote this Advent Haiku last year as part of an online course through Abbey of the Arts. It speaks to me now as much as it did then as I embrace the paradoxes of the season and prepare … Continue reading

Walking the Dog

Walking the Dog

Penny, a sweet furball the color of a perfectly baked croissant, is my teacher. Her recent lesson? That my ability to attend to my surroundings, and thus to God, is inversely proportional to how rushed I am.  When pressed for time, Penny and I hustle around the small block. This is a focused mission, a … Continue reading

Paying Attention

Paying Attention

This spring I decided to begin a practice of bird watching. The spot where I sip my coffee and pray in the morning has an expansive view of the front yard, so I figured I’d start there. I bought a bird feeder and hung it, with great expectation. For a day or two nothing changed … Continue reading

A “useless” hour with God

A “useless” hour with God

I had the opportunity to spend a one day retreat recently at the gorgeous Sisters of Notre Dame, in a lovely nearby town. I offer a few images from the day, and a thought on the importance of solitude from Henri Nowen. “True Christian discipline is the human effort to create the space in which the … Continue reading

Let the Spirit in

Let the Spirit in

The man who can articulate the movements of his inner life… is able slowly and consistently to remove the obstacles that prevent the Spirit from entering. -Henri Nouwen, The Wounded Healer, as quoted in Praying the Hours in Ordinary Life (the essay on “Terce,” the Third Hour)

in the corner

I’ve so been enjoying the February Beautiful series, I decided to keep it going with Lenten Beautiful. This photo is from some prayer time at my church (a 24/7 vigil between Ash Wednesday and First Sunday of Lent).