Advent III, 2025 Especially now and particularly here,in these times of laden turnings and churningsof earth and thought and the ineffable Good, O Hearth, O Journey, O Laughter and Solemnity, let us hold joy in quiet glad-open handthat it might leap with a free heartinto the arms of awe and eyes of wonder. And may my…
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Poetry for the Deep Time of God: a poem
Poetry for the Deep Time of God (with thanks to a friend who used this phrase in her sermon…) The tidal pull-pushshaping land and sea;The surety of gravity,the mystery of horizon’s expanse;The vigil watch over day, over night,the great lights revealing both shape and shadow;The words that matter, that staythreaded through the heart;The place-making work…
A Quiet that Cannot be Sought
A little while back, I had an insight that nothing is any more real than any other thing. I wrote about it HERE. After an experience the other day, I had a related thought—There might not be gradations of Real…but there Are different kinds of quiet. There is the shallow quiet of desperation, of groping…
On beholding…
From the journal…15 October, 2025 6:29 AM…Good Morning. Am at the end of the hall with chai, waiting for the sun to rise. I just wrote to R about one of the wonders of sunrise being the awareness of the turning of the Earth. To know with such wonder that I am beholding the handiwork…
Thanksgiving Grace, 2025
If you’re looking for something to use at Thanksgiving this coming weekend…or next month, location depending… Here’s an offering… Peace to each and all. May you be surrounded by the love of good people and may thanksgiving overflow.
Grace: a Poem
Have been thinking more and more about Grace lately…thinking more about it and experiencing it with and through people with whom I am close/familiar and with and through strangers. It is a beautiful awareness to walk with and something I want to share… Grace Grace is the not insignificantin-between, thecurrent that carries, the round-edgedrolling weight,the quiet,…
Paris-Pace
A simple thought this Saturday… The other day I met a friend to walk back over toward her house to get a coffee/nibble at a local bakery I’d never tried. I remarked that it took far less time to walk there than I had thought it would. She laughed and said “Well, you are with…
All that and Ice Cream to Boot
There are currently two guests staying with the community—one from Uganda and one from Japan. We had finished dinner, just the three of us, and I suggested a walk to get ice cream at a popular local place called the Dairy Bar. It is known for its interesting flavors and long lines in the summer….
Resonance
From the journal… In the Public Gardens on a bench by the dahlias. Lunch is wrapped in a cloth napkin in my bag, tucked in among crosswords, a novel, and assorted writing implements. This journal was in there, but is now flopped open on my thigh. Somewhere I am remembering that the column width of…
At Ease with Belonging…a Poem
At a recent gathering I attended, multiple people mentioned that they were seeing new facets of me, new aspects of who I was. I found this fascinating because at this gathering, I was, in part, doing what I do regularly…I was writing, helping the group pray… The people there had read and prayed with my…
Consider the Lilies 