Here I sit–annual confession
I often live with a sense of abandonment…yet with a keen anticipation of epiphany. I live with the idea that natural life is a miracle and a mystery; but ...
Category: Spirituality
Death of a hart–Hope in a blizzard
There is a bier of ribs in the ditch along highway 37. A cage on its side, bound by a backbone. The ribs curve and form an open-ended oval, an entrance. Red fla...
Year-end list of unfounded propositions
Here is Grow Mercy’s year-end list of 40 unfounded propositions, or, things I believe in but can’t prove: (For fun and profit, try your hand at your own.)...
Mary’s temptation – Space and a face for us
Your companion gauged the entrance to the Inn to be on the north side, so in his approach from the west he turned left to come around. You both stoop, he has yo...