Month: October 2017


warm pots, warm lives


It is good to stand by as things are being transformed by fire.   It is a mystical process. Everything is changing and yet only the fires move, undulate like snakes, like waves, like whirling leaves in a gentle wind.  The clay and the glaze are all changing.  Small pockets of...

vulnerability in wildernesses


"... I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up; and His train filled the sanctuary. Above him stood the Seraphim; each had six wings; with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew." (Isaiah 6:1–3) This seems like...

a balloon liturgy


In October, Albuquerque’s big sky is filled with balloons and I am like a puppy beneath a ball. The playful, joyful atmosphere of these floating billboards of delight and color take even the grouchiest by storm and inspire a smile.  Add to that the native American fry-bread and green chilies...

brooding in a safe place


Wind howls on the farm here in New Mexico in late summer and fall. Not being a meteorologist, I am not sure why this happens, but it does. It is so windy here in the fall and winter that I almost re-named the house for the wind that swirls around...