Leaving a mark


These are the chop markers I use to leave a mark on the pots I make at my potter’s wheel.  This is a tea bowl that I had recently turned upside-down, up-ending it to carve the “foot” of the bowl smooth and then marking it as “by the hand of...

It’s Dangerous


“It’s dangerous being a prophet; especially in times of upheaval.”  Episode two, late December 2020  from The Stand, CBS All Access, based on the Stephen King novel of the same name and spoken by a kind, good, pandemic survivor. More than half a century ago, about when President Kennedy was...

Martinis and Miracles


As Christmas approaches, I wondered today, what made me happy about the season.  Gingerbread martinis.  I know. A good Christian would have thought perhaps, of Lessons and Carols Festivals - I was that Christian once. Or perhaps of Midnight Mass - well, to be honest, I found it horribly exhausting....

a brief break in The Daily Sip ’till January 1st, 2021


Dear readers; (The short version:) The Daily Sip has been briefly suspended in November and December in favor of making pottery Christmas gifts and in preparation for a new 2.0 version with an adjusted name on this site in January. Stay tuned.) Chas and Shugg     (The full version:)...

The difference of indifference


Equanimity is not the same thing as indifference.  We often confuse them to our peril. Recently, when asked why I seemed peaceful, I responded “I don’t mind what happens to me.” which I had once heard a revered Buddhist leader say and which sank into my heart like sand in...

Take. Eat.


A poem from Thedailysip.org Take. Eat. What has so often been a stroll has, today, become a pilgrimage. My old-man black church-shoes, wide and tired are wet with dew but so connected to the land like an extension cord in a puddle. Quiet. Rubbery. Electrified. The apple tree in the field...

Ecclesial Epistemic Humility


It is dangerous, in the Church, not to fall in line, or as some say “drink the kool-aid” ( a tasteless reference to cult leadership.) Today, on the nightly news, there is much being discussed about what is proven or not proven or disproven by science. This is an old...

I wish I had known


I wish I had known. A poem’s preamble:   I wonder if the women becoming bishops and Politicians are not simply Climbing the ladder of Patriarchy by becoming Patriarchs?   I wonder if the cowardly leadership Of a dominating Patriarch is taking Rather longer to die that we originally Thought....

A meditation on Eve


This is a bowl of apples from the tree by my home.  I picked them today for a pie I plan to bake and for my lunch with cheddar cheese and a loaf of hot bread and some chutney. Apples are a complicated fruit in the Bible. The official apple story in the...

Isaiah’s Six 


We are Seraphim.  We take the form of fire. Our wings are of fire. Six of them each, we have in the sixth chapter. Two fire-wings cover our faces, two, our private parts, and with two, we fly.   With massive wings of fire, we fly. Our six wings are...