Learning to be a Runner

Last night, I told my husband I was going for a walk. I put on my athleisure shoes and set out into the darkness of our street. When I got to the corner, I paused for a moment and then—feeling a little ridiculous—I started to jog. I’m not a runner. I ran in high school […]

Spinning Straw Into Gold

These last few days of the year hang a little jagged. They are hemming in a collection of words and doings and dreams and dust and there are loose threads about. There is much that I want to forget. So many crystalline words and hasty decisions and all that revisionist history and tunnel vision, not […]

When You Cling to the Rising

Lately I have been obsessed with things that rise: bread, air balloons, my friend who left her abusive marriage, Jesus Christ. What do all of these have in common? I mean I know they all rise, but why? What is the thing that makes them rise? It isn’t just scientific study and my kids at […]

The Companionship of Weeds

By Christiana Peterson | @ChristianaNPete In my garden, there is a soft-leaved weed called comfrey, an herb used in healing balms and salves. The weed stretches its yellowed turnip-like roots underneath the garden soil, trying to grab at every inch for purchase. It is the epitome of forwardness, both in its brazen disregard for my […]

Sisterhood is a Dance

We move, intimately and instinctually. What we have is a partnership A soul tie and bond An intimacy born of dance. I trust the tension of the symbolic thread binding us together. You are my sister. You notice the void and aren’t afraid to step into the spotlight of my darkness. You notice the spaces […]