to begin a day
rise leave the bedten steps to the kitchenfill the red kettleturn on the burnerrinse the French pressslice an orangesteep the coffeesit at the crossroads...
Category: Contemplation
Just plain glee – Worship that needs no apologetic
It’s just plain glee. Mother and young daughter on the ferry watching the sun sink behind these swaddled bands of islands. The young girl had stopped short, pul...
Daily Office
This short commute to my daily office,like winning some holy lottery: held to lose my self to the grand humility of rock and lichen,tangled sea kelp, shor...
On a ferry
In the weariness of world violence, in the endless distractions and faux-fascinations that seek to shred your soul and bury your spirit, there comes something a...