When Love Came Down

I know I don’t speak for everyone, but I also know I am not alone. Although often rich in joy and beauty, this year has been rife with struggle and pain, heartache and longing, heaving and sorrow. And despite my measured attempts to catch the glory stream that daily pours over and around and down […]

She Talks to Angels

They alight with the alacrity of a spring morning. Noisy chirps and flutterings abound. Winged bodies bounce from perch to perch, finding place. It’s dismal outside, but even these Cimmerian days can’t rain on their parade, that much is clear. Clawed feet pick and scratch at the earth. Beaks open and close while their tiny […]

When the Holy Spirit is Our Midwife

I had just finished throwing up for the first time (not the last) into a handful of paper towels when the midwife walked in. “I’m sorry. I threw up,” I said to her, although that would have been pretty obvious from the vomit covering my t-shirt and bed sheets (paper towels not being particularly appropriate […]

But Joy Comes In The Morning

I still shake my head every time our eyes meet. His being here, moving and breathing among us? It is still so often magical and mystical that I sometimes believe that surely he must return to the land of the fay people with each waxing and waning of the moon. I sometimes hesitate to squeeze […]

A Golden Thread

Words have been slow in coming since we last exchanged love tokens That day, that goodbye keeps repeating over and over and over in my mind’s eye Perhaps it is a trick of the heart this remembering For every parting in the past Set the stage for our souls to gather, once again And hands […]