The Hidden Gift
I thought I was coming to the Grunewald Guild to write, but this morning, feelings of resentment arose almost instantaneously … Continue reading The Hidden Gift
I thought I was coming to the Grunewald Guild to write, but this morning, feelings of resentment arose almost instantaneously … Continue reading The Hidden Gift
The moon no longer a perfect sphere, eclipsed, the sun still hidden behind the horizon as we walked from bedroom … Continue reading The Colors of Delight
This morning, I feel inclined to move slowly—to sit, breathe, look, and listen. Watch my notebook rise and fall with … Continue reading Chaos and Calm in the Everyday
This is what it feels like to be held Swaying this way and that Suspended between trees— The contours of … Continue reading Here
I had the chance to enjoy the outdoors this weekend with a dear friend. Given that we are surrounded by … Continue reading Encountering Silence in Community