Month: August 2020


On Disappointment


Something very funny just happened. Well, funny and infuriating. At the end of writing a short-form essay for today’s Daily Sip - this essay-  my computer powered down and I lost the entire article I had just spent two hours researching and writing…on my birthday…without a scotch or cake.  And do you...

Letter to a young priest


I found a use for the crozier my father gave when he retired his flock of sheep on our farm. Blackberries about on Whidbey Island along the cliff-side by which I live. Love will, in the end, win out. I am sure of little else than that; except that patience,...

An Open Letter to a Shepherd I know


Dear Jesus; It is time for me to apologize.  Not confess, or repent or prostrate.  Just apologize. I am sorry that I have participated in so many lies about you.  I am sorry that I wore special clothes and big crosses and a habit so as to appear holy.  I...