I fold the towels. I pair the socks. (I don’t fold underwear because that seems silly.) I wash the fruit. I bake the biscuits. I empty the… Read more “i love our dirt”
Category: poem
a writer’s prayer
A prayer for my now: Help me to greet the world as I truly am— whole–enough–flawed–wild–open And not how I wish the world to receive me— separate–good–perfect–tame–limited.… Read more “a writer’s prayer”
brain compost
A few truths about caring: Caring hurts. Caring is inconvenient. Caring is–most times–thankless. Caring changes things for the good. Caring matters. Caring is muy importante! I went… Read more “brain compost”
give me your hand
God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You,… Read more “give me your hand”
courage
Hello Dear Ones, I’ve been thinking–more like feeling, really–so much about the courage it takes to be human… each day: Feeling and honoring the power each of… Read more “courage”
