Sword of Subtraction
A friend asked me to ponder the question, “What is shaping me?” Then put it another way, “What does a resurrection-shaped life look like?” I find these questions difficult because I realize so much is beyond my control. More and more, I am in new, often unwelcome, territory. Beloved ones die. Health issues increase. Years of comfortable ways of connecting in […]
Moving On
A photo of the house Jack and Jackie Kennedy rented when they were newlyweds is for sale in Georgetown. A color photo of it appeared in the paper today with a black and white overlay of the bright young couple at the front door. I found myself remembering that different era of confidence and joyful possibility, before […]
The Angel’s Call
I’m writing on the winter solstice, the longest night of the year. A wise time to go within… to listen for the crisp call of angels. As the light fades to gray, a bright red bird perches in a dark, barren tree. Now, all things are more easily seen. The air leans hard against us, heavy and […]
Magnaminity
I remember when my husband and I had just indulged in giant-scoop ice cream cones of our favorite flavor, jamoca almond fudge. Stumbling on the cobblestone pavement, his cone flipped, and the ice cream fell out. A young child behind us gasped and stepped up, holding out her own cone as solace. Who could have imagined this magnanimous […]
