Month: December 2015


suffering, and Peace on Earth


What would you think of a mother whose child was lost in a mall and who was aware of looking for said child but was also willing to check out eBay on her phone app for deals on the sofa set she has been wanting?  Would you be annoyed?  Outraged?...

the trickster’s Advent


These are our Cafe au Lait bowls, a candle, some notes and conversation-diagrams- the result of hours of early morning conversation about friendship, life, love, work, God.  We each ask the other "Shall we talk about ...?" and then we proceed, changing topics only with permission.  It was conversation as...

“Can you hear me now?”


I was chatting with a friend recently about a conversation we were scheduling.  It was to be held on a Sabbath day when I am at the pottery studio, firing one of the big gas kilns.  It is dangerous work and exacting.  One needs to adjust the oxygen and the...

moistening


Advent is a moist time.  That’s not a word I usually use.  It makes people cringe.  Universally. But it is a great word for advent. Moist. This brick wall in New Orleans, covered as it is in moss, is a testimony to how moist New Orleans is.  It is a...

hosting Advent’s friendship with God


Friendship is a topic I have found fascinating all my life.  As a child I did not have many friends and now that I am older, I cherish them more than anything else in life.  I write to them.  I visit them. I call and text them.  I send them...

making our music


This band has been playing across the street from the coffee shop in which I am writing these days.  I love watching how much they love their music.  When they stop for a break I bring them water and coffee and we chat for a while until they get back...

not knowing


This is a study week. So I am studying.  Not very hard, mind you.  But some.  Enough not to feel guilty, but not so much that this tired, old body and mind are too very much taxed. The campaign at the cathedral was harder than it needs to be.  But...