Our morning prayer
The view is better here. To be fair, it doesn’t take much to beat a white wall. Still, even when the sun rises directly in front…
Unpack the totes
The wind whipped through the street this morning. It persuaded green leaves to leave their lovely aspen tree home and talked down branches. The gusts ushered…
Waiting: a fact of creation
I was standing with my mom, her arms wrapped around me, as we ducked under a tree away from the pea-sized sudden hail that threatened to…
With our whole body
In the letters I wrote this week, I felt an awareness of the whole body. I wrote letters to mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, daughters, sons, aunts,…
