All That We Are

We are thin lines of orange that arc then bloom at the horizon and as birds warble and stars dim We rise We are clouds billowing above the silent water Expansive and mysterious At once hiding, then revealing We rise We are rock faces hardened then smoothed with age Our peaks honed by a hidden […]

First, the Tomb

The rain falls steadily, beating against the translucent plastic of the skylight across the hall from where I write. It’s a drumbeat that reminds me that fruitfulness requires dark, wet days. Lots and lots of dark, wet days. Life continues to teach me that there is no resurrection without the darkness of death; there is […]

How I Learned to Stop Assuming the Worst

I’m wading through grad school right now, somewhere in the messy middle of things. My goal in doing the grad program I chose, had a lot to do with an inner restlessness I can’t quite explain, and a desire to know I’ve put my back into life and am making the most use of the cards […]

We Have a Limitless Capacity to Love

Few people have shaped my life like my beloved Oma Toews, my maternal grandmother. She was a woman with extraordinary capacity and I was blessed to be a recipient of her huge and bountiful heart. Her capacity to love has instructed me all of my life. I will never forget the day of her funeral […]

Darn It, I’m a Short Cup

I love creating schedules. Timetables, colour-coding, post-its. Just typing the words makes me swoon. Wrapping my fingers around a smooth ball point, flushing out what I’m going to accomplish, the bright blue ink symbolizing the permanence of the whole thing. The entire process is glorious. I’ve tried using my phone to hold my primary schedule […]