On the Beach

On the Beach  (After the sermon of 11 April at Saint Andrew’s) Not a ghost but rather living being upon the living earth. All in movement, flexing and flowing, I am here, believe. You are here, welcome. We are here, let us share a meal. Share a dance, share the horizon between what is and…

A House by the Sea

Some days, I’m telling you,there’s a house that’s calling me—with iris and daffodils and a view to the sea.Some days, I’m telling you,there’s a room that’s calling me—with books and a wingback and a hot cuppa tea.Some days, I’m telling you,there’s a voice that’s calling me—it sounds like the wind, weaving grace in the trees.And…

And God Said, ‘Actually Honey…’

Composed after the sermon at Saint Andrew’s United Church of Canada, 14 February, 2021. Such a beautiful place of warmth and welcome and good. And God Said, Actually Honey… I was talking to God about the state of things, about the state of meand the world and all things,including the fluffed up crowsitting on the front…

Biscuits with Lyrical Jam

Because sometimes a blog entry comes out like this…and the biscuits are delicious, by the way. Biscuits SIFT: 2 c. flour 4 t baking powder (PLUS if desired… 3 T granulated sugar, a bit of cinnamon, a bit of cardamom—a decent 1/4 t each?) GRATE INTO DRY: 1 stick of really cold butter (I am…

Rivers of Language: A Thank You

The world is not radically different than it was before January 20th…not really. The problems that existed still do and new ones are poking through the surface thaw. And some of the truths that were, still are— They still are…and there is one in particular that I keep returning to in my mind—something I have…

Advent IV 2020

Advent IV of the annual Advent series is a bit different this year. I had someone write to me from New York City this morning and say— I’m sure you probably know this, but Xavier is using one of your poems in this year’s Lessons and Carols! I had no idea… The Church of Saint…

Advent I, 2020

For the last fifteen years or so, I have written an Advent series—one per week. It’s been interesting to see how I have had to sift and search through metaphor and image in a different way this year…trying to find something that would honour the season and the year alike. The standard go-tos just weren’t…

Election Day, 2020

Election Day, 2020 Choosing the Shape of a Soul Someone asked me this morning—They asked,What are you praying?Didn’t take a minute,didn’t take a breath,I said The vote will bewhat it is—be thatmanipulated, honoured,legal, challenged…Ihave done my part and no, hear me, no, I am not indifferent to the result. Whatever it looks like, pleaseKeep the…