I have officially lived in New York City for a whole year. I've cried on the subway, I've laughed on the street corners. I've hit roadblocks, been seized by gratitude and open to grace. I have met some of the kindest most sincere people and I've reconnected with friends that make me feel like a… Continue reading This is all so far
The terror, the comfort
Time has passed and that tree outside my window that swayed so gently in the Summer breeze is now bare branched. If you look closely enough you can almost see the tiny buds about to come forth into the Spring. Reaching outward. March is a literally that--a physical action forward in specific time with a… Continue reading The terror, the comfort
Falling in Maine
To combat the loneliness, I walk slowly. When I get to my apartment I know what I will find when I enter; dishes that need washing, my yoga mat half rolled up and the quiet punctured only by the hum of the fridge. I’ve taken to peeking into the windows of the neighboring houses from… Continue reading Falling in Maine
foggy words
I don't know how to blog. This set up seems more to me like I am about to write a term paper instead what I want it to be---an unraveling of my soul. Or something. I always mean to unravel myself in front of people but when the opportunity arises I back off, share just… Continue reading foggy words
And Oh! The songs you would sing!
When I was eight, I remember laying flowers on my Grandfather’s grave—my mother’s father—for Christmas—a somber family ritual. My grandmother stood next to me and said: “You never know when God will call you home to tend to his garden.” And she pointed upward towards the sky and raised her eyebrows the way she often… Continue reading And Oh! The songs you would sing!
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