My back porch is what I have affectionately termed a “plant hospice.” Every Spring, I bring beautiful plants home and gently ease them to their deaths. I do it lovingly, and tenderly, but inevitably, by August, they have all gone to the great nursery in the sky. All that to say, horticulture is not my […]
Hello my name is . . . (and why it matters)
Hola, me llamo . . . I filled in my name big and purple on the adhesive nametag and stuck it on my shirt, the one with the bold graphic of Totoro, a Japanese anime character. Anime always serves as a good conversation starter when I lead writing workshops at the local teen center. That […]
Stories that Ring True
I love reading and listening to stories. When the stories feel real and true, I love them even more because they make me feel that the longings and dreams I have are not thwarted but possible. They resonate with my heart and propel me to noble behaviors. When I consider David and his sins yet […]
Don’t Forget the Good Book
“It isn’t Narnia, you know,” sobbed Lucy. “It’s you. We shan’t meet you there. And how can we live, never meeting you?” “But you shall meet me, dear one,” said Aslan. “Are – are you there too, Sir?” said Edmund. “I am,” said Aslan. “But there I have another name. You must learn to know […]
Of Memory and Marsh-wiggles
There were mountainous piles of pink clouds racked high above our heads, and my siblings were shouting to each other of the myriad wonders they envisioned there. I fought with the Summer breeze, trying to find our place in C.S. Lews’ The Silver Chair, as they cried out news of a dragon on the horizon. […]
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