Buried Treasure
A friend of mine calls the work to uncover the roots of emotional blind spots “hunting for buried treasure.” This delightful framing encourages me to tenderly sift amongst my doubts and fears with more ease. What hidden jewels of self are these intrusive tendencies protecting? In the Parable of the Weeds,* we see the impulse […]
Underneath
Beneath the feet of the monks, that which holds them and their houses of prayer, is this land. Mepkin Abbey, a Trappist monastery on the coast of South Carolina, is where we’re on retreat. The land of my childhood. Beneath the years of their prayerful songs, as old as my dad, there is that which will outlast […]
Plotting Resurrection – Sept. 30, 2022
“E.B. White watched his wife Katharine planning the planting of bulbs in her garden in the last autumn of her life and later wrote about it: “There was something comical yet touching in her bedraggled appearance… The small hunched-over figure, her studied absorption in the implausible notion that there would be yet another spring, oblivious […]
