Shadow

It began with going to the farmers’ market down by the water. The purple kohlrabi that had split while growing and bore the connective scars smoothly and evenly between its three, four, even five, sections. The dark earth that freckled the shiny tight onions I picked up simply because they were beautiful. A handful, no…another…

Few Words, Much Communication

I went over to the Public Gardens this morning for the specific experience of letting its peace hold me… It was the first time this summer season and it was like walking into the arms of a grounded and welcoming friend. There was bird-song and bird chittering in conversation with the low hum of humanity;…

From Capitol to Capital

A version of this was preached at an online midday liturgy at Atlantic School of Theology about a year ago. I was recently asked whether I would consider preaching it down the street at Saint Andrew’s United Church of Canada. I gave it a buff and polish and had the honour of sharing it with…