A Shift

Gerry returns from the sea with sufficient salmon to feed us for the coming year, and the sizzling heat of the past week gives way to a gentle rain. The silence of the past few days becomes the sound of living our ordinary days. I needed the solitude and silence and protected the boundaries I

Beautiful and Terrible

It’s early, and the sun is in my eyes and I think I should move, but I don’t. If the sun is in my eyes, it means it’s not really so early after all. How can it be? I’ve already spent hours reading, praying, and sitting in silence and still I’m hungry for more of

Monday, April 29, 2019 – Presences

There’s that beautiful pink morning sky again. It washes away the melancholy I wake with these days. I don’t understand much of anything, but I know that an ordinary extraordinary thing like that can work some things together that I need to have worked together. I sit transfixed for a time, then the brilliance starts