Month: August 2016


bread abd bruises


Bread is a big deal. In the middle and late middle ages, bread took up 1/3 of the family income and was how people survived.  We refer to “square meals” because sailors used to eat meals made up of stuff poured onto square tranches of bread as plates. Jesus used...

Blue feathers


Sometimes I take my mourning-monocle from the drawer by my bed and put it back on, its glass circle encased in the blood of wound. My face muscles grip it in the perpetual, contorted, wince, needed to keep it in place. Its black, silk string hangs like a bell-pull to...

Fire, water and a swimming deer


Where are you oh Lord but in the heat of the coals? Where but in that red-orange glow of heat and fire? Dante’s hell is no flame, no lava, no smoke, no explosion. Dante’s hell is ice, cold, silent and stuck. We long for you oh Lord, like the deer...

“NO!!!” said the bag of stufff…


It is time to move again.  My landlady wants to sell and who can blame her?  There is money to be made.  So I am moving.  For the third time. In three years. What I like about moving is the opportunity to consider my possessions.  While I sort things, Kai...

the need to tell our story and so be healed by the telling


It is so easy to forget how fragile our life is.  One minute one can be laughing and playing or working and struggling; then the next minute there is a diagnosis, a lost job, an imploded relationship and suddenly, without warning or preparation, one is tossed unceremoniously into a crisis-pit...

curiosity


Recently I was with a family going through a kind of hell as so many do. We all go through them and many of us go through them unawares.  A terrible loss, a horrible abuse of relationship, a diagnosis, a mother drinking too much, a father disconnected to himself or...

pinks and blues


This mosaic image of Jesus in The National Cathedral has long been one of my favorites.  But since moving to Denver, it has taken on a new importance because the pinks and blues surrounding Jesus are easily recognizable to anyone who lives here.  This is an evening Denver sky. We...