Sabbath
Today is my sabbath day. I suppose I could call it a day off were I not so pathologically unique. But calling it a sabbath day reminds me that a…
Today is my sabbath day. I suppose I could call it a day off were I not so pathologically unique. But calling it a sabbath day reminds me that a…
Life is a matter of being an artist and doing your art. For some, that art involves using clay. For others words, for others the tools of liturgy or cooking…
When the three myrrh-bearing women of the great Easter Icon approach the tomb, they are stuck in what they have always known much the way we are stuck in failed…
The whole point of Easter is that God has decided to give birth to a new heaven and a new earth. The question is this: are we observers of a…
As we make our way towards Holy Week, we will begin a three-week series of meditations on suffering. I do not mean Jesus' suffering. That is done. I love that…
These bees, which hover around these purple flowers in my backyard, remind me of how simple life is. As these bees collect their pollen and nectar, they simply do what…
What was in that candle's light that opened and consumed me so quickly? Come back, my friend. The form of our love is not a created form. Nothing can…
As the light fades from Christmas and the Epiphany season we enter soon into Lent. The lights of seasonal joy can easily seem to fade into a gloom of sin…
The soul needs love, and longs for it, much like the body needs and longs for water. And love comes in so many forms. The love in friendship is,…
This diamond bird broach is six inches high and would have been quite the fashion statement in its day when work on the chest of a lady in black. The…