Go ahead…get out!


‘When some one sees that he (or she) is in danger of losing his (or her) soul, he (or she) does not need to ask advice…” The desert Ammas (mothers) and Abbas (fathers) of the 4th and 5th centuries were monks and nuns without ordination or certificates.  They were under...

the line in the sand


If one were to look very carefully at the sand in this image of the pathway to our peach and apple orchards, one would see three prints left behind by the pilgrims:  my shoe prints, the paw prints of Kai-the-dog, and Kai’s leash dragging behind him. We had just been...

Humility – and why I am so great at it!


(Jesus said,) “Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart.” Mt 11:29 (NRSV) Benedicta Ward, SLG is from a convent in Oxford (Cowley really), the sisters of which I have a great fondness for and whose hospitality has often and generously...

An ode to Mrs. Osborne


We are community.  Me and Kai-the-dog that is.  We live together, virtually alone, and yet not, in the center of a 20-acre farm of such beauty and silence that I can hardly believe God’s goodness to us. We remember Mrs. Osborne from time to time. Kai- the-dog is my companion...

“The Letter to the Americans …The Word of the Lord?”


In the blizzard of emails, text-messages and tweets, perhaps we have lost touch with the beauty of a letter.   Last week I was in the stationer’s shop.  I was asking about new stationary and I used the word “wardrobe.”  The stationary lady swooned. Thanked me for even knowing the...

Jesus and a cocktail


Chimayo is a holy place in New Mexico.  It hosts many sites for religious observance from Zen to Christian to Hindu.  It is a place of pilgrimage on Good Friday to a church well-known for cures.   But I like its cocktail.   Served in a frosted glass – its...

teardrop


Of the thousands of pots I have thrown on my potter’s wheel, this recent simple tea bowl is one of my favorites.  The opal glaze catches the New Mexican sunlight in ways which stop me in my tracks.   I wanted a deep wall to this bowl and I wanted this...

canal or reservoir?


“In the Church at present day, we have many canals, few reservoirs.”   Bernard of Clairvaux 1090-1153 Sermon on the Song of Songs, Sermon 18 My niece is a stream ecologist.  She once told me that the water leaving New York City after processing sewage in treatment plants, is caffeinated....

letting go; and snacks


Being busy unlearning things takes time and snacks. One of the things I am learning about in my dotage is the tremendous importance of the occasional snack.  Some tea in one of my tea bowls, some chocolate covered almonds, some macadamia nuts and a few slices of candied orange.  Thinking...

busy-ness : hell’s levels and a teapot’s holes


This teapot is one of my favorites.  I pulled it from the kiln recently to find the glaze had done exactly what I had hoped it would do. It flowed such that its lighter side at top was full of blues and violets while the bottom half was gathered in...