“He told of how the trees had grown in all sorts of conditions, endured lightning strikes and windstorms and infestations. [The boat builder] said the wood taught us about survival, about overcoming difficulty, but it also taught us about the reason for surviving in the first place. Something about infinite beauty, about things larger and… Read More Happy Hard Year
Voices in my house can be loud lately. Or hushed. Both scare me. I like a happy medium. When my sister sits in the bathtub in the dark, she tells me she is reading. I am small, not stupid. No reading happens in the dark. And I sense pain coming off of her. At age… Read More Day of Magic
I vault the sky — blue a trite fancy — the expanse, the clear color of longing The horizon gives way to empyreal heights and delicious air, my face to the eye of the sun Is it calling or indulgence to ride the wings of one’s own prayers? I could sleep in the wind. I… Read More Sleep in the Wind
Calling all readers! Yes you, if you want. Tell me about a moment when you were happy, so happy you could hardly see straight. You couldn’t have been happier if you’d won the Lottery. A few months into the blogging last year, I realized truth and beauty were what I was drawn to exploring on… Read More Open Floor: Join Us For Happy Hour
I got in a reader request today. She wanted to hear from the insiders. My questions for them: So who of you grew up feeling you were an insider? Where or what group did you feel a part of? Was it by race or class? If not, was it tiring to maintain your status, stay… Read More Insider Looking Out?
A Holistic Journey 