Reading this for school. Reading this for life.
“Because pain has a similar quality to grief, in that it can bring into awareness the submerged holdings of a lifetime, it also has the power of enormous purification, healing, and liber […]
This afternoon on my hike a flock of geese flew low over the trail.
The sun was low enough in the sky to illuminate their bellies.
There was something so astonishing about their wildness and the light on the underside of their wings.
A few family treasures came home with me this Christmas.
A bowl my great grandfather carved…
And a tiny Bible that was given to Mollie Hutchinson–– she was among the first of my ancestors to travel from Ireland in 1849. There are […]
The harder I try to look down at my school books …
the more extraordinary the sky becomes…
Until all I can do is run from the library down to the river and lean into the beauty for a while..
My new goal for Divinity school is to […]
Today halfway through Hebrew Bible class my classmate sitting behind me pulled a ladybug out of my hair.
It fell on the floor.
We were in the middle of discussing Law and Justice in Ancient Israel.
It was very serious business but I was loo […]
Sometimes, right at the end of a grey day, there’s a secret hour.
There’s a window at the edge of the sky where the light comes through.
That’s the beauty I recognize with every cell. It understands the darkness.
It’s actually easier to hike in the dark when it’s REALLY dark. When the moon is full it creates so many shadows.
When the moon is full you hike with your eyes.
When the trails are dark you hike with all your senses.
It’s hard to put into words …
That deep sense of belonging each afternoon as I walk out along the lakes
Down into the pine forest when the light is long.
That smell of pitch and hay and resin.
And the smell of the lichen that […]
It’s good when the dream has room to keep growing.
And when you can see how it’s woven together.
Even the threadbare places belong here.
It’s good to have been the girl singing her heart out on the subway platform.
I’m thinking about impermanence.
Tonight we met up with Antje and went swimming in a beautiful lake.
After a little while Austin got out and decided to explore the shore. We could hear him rustling in the brush nearby but we couldn […]