A Thin Place
All night I walked the floor, wrestling with whether to go or to stay. I’d been raised to be responsible, to meet my obligations and fulfill my commitments. That meant staying for the board meeting of the non-profit I was directing. But my father had finally lapsed into a coma and my sisters would both […]
Witness – Mar. 19, 2021
Sometimes the mountainis hidden from me in veilsof cloud, sometimesI am hidden from the mountainin veils of inattention, apathy, fatigue,when I forget or refuse to godown to the shore or a few yardsup the road, on a clear day,to reconfirmthat witnessing presence. -Denise Levertov, Selected Poems
