How Galaxies Are Born

That first contraction came as a whisper beckoning me from sleep. In places deep and hidden there had been a shift, a pulling of thread. And in my waking I began to unravel. Like the sea before a storm, I roiled. So many waves rose and swelled beneath my bosom. Everything in me gripping, mooring, […]

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 […]