My Hopes Have Been Well-Placed
I. I have tried to write something, as You know, these past several days. I have tried to make something with these alphabet fragments,…
“At Peace, Whole, a Rock”: a brief thought
Throughout most of my adult life, I have believed that if I care about another who is suffering, I should endure the ups and downs…
The Wondrous Room Called Remember
To begin not at the beginning but with that final deadline I mentioned: my most recent piece of writing was the November article for The…
Done and Dusted (and Ready for Reflection)
I’ve established something of a routine for the aftermath of writing projects: vacuum, wipe down this desk and its wee cubbies and the cubbies’ residents,…
Wild(flower) God
Ten years ago, I wrote a post (now in private archives) about a sunflower that was growing in our as-yet untamed backyard. August 23, 2015…