This weekend I began reading Let Your Life Speak, by Parker Palmer. Mid-day, out on a ranch, preparing for a marriage celebration of friends, with the melodious rifts of a practicing band in the background, I settled into my chair for some wisdom on vocation. "If we can learn to read our own responses to our … Continue reading Reading code
Today was take-down Christmas/clean the entire house day, one of my least favorite days of the year. I love Christmas, and don't like seeing it go. But more than that, I really don't like cleaning. My mom wrote out a list and I got overwhelmed just thinking about reading it. The reward of a clean … Continue reading I dream because…
Silver buttons through faded button holes on my big blue coat, scarf tied around my neck, curls dancing, I stepped onto the beach today. I always walk the same direction. Today the wind beat against me, making every effort to deter me from my usual path. My ears stung from the cold and the failed … Continue reading Be there?
Wednesday nights have a certain feel. They are the nights that a wonderfully odd assortment of people gather in our living room to share life together. Raleigh leads us in worship on our aging piano. In silence we listen to God together. We share what brings life and takes it away. For a short time … Continue reading Handprints on my heart
The other day I was feeling some inner turmoil, so I decided to draw it out. I started with basic shapes: lines, dots, squares. Then I just let go of my "thinking" and drew. Everything I felt filled the paper. I finished, signed my name, and then looked at it. What was a convoluted mess … Continue reading Feelings become a picture