Written on May 29, 2021 in response to the discovery of the remains 215 children at the former Kamloops Indian Residential School on Tk’emlups te Secwépemc First Nation. The walls are screaming With silent cries The ground is drenched With generations of tears The earth trembles With terrible secrets buried deep in the soil buried […]
Our Bending-Low Jesus
by on June 22, 2020 Leave a Comment
My mother has been gone for just over three years now. Her physical departure was a time of both grief and relief, for I had been losing her, bit by bit, over the previous decade. My father’s death in 2005, followed by my youngest brother’s sudden death four years after my dad’s, left my small […]
Giving in to the Ache
by on May 26, 2020 Leave a Comment
It happened while sitting at the kitchen table yesterday morning. A buttery bloom of sunshine spread slowly across my left shoulder and I turned my head toward its warmth. In the middle of the table sat the pink peonies I had cut the day before when, barefoot, I had run out in the wet of […]
Meeting Jesus in my Period: A Candid Conversation
by on April 29, 2020 Leave a Comment
Sometimes I get mad at Jesus for not having experienced menstruation. This is usually around the time when I get my period. Easy for you, I say to Jesus. You never had to deal with the feeling of being balled up in pain every month, like clockwork. You never had to run to the nearest […]
Thank You for Loving Me Over the Long Haul
by on February 12, 2020 Leave a Comment
I’ve seen a whole lot of Valentine’s Day celebrations in my long life. Some of them have been memorable; most of them were over before they made an impact. A few were golden. Those shiny ones are fun to recall—when love was new and we were young. Sweet cards and notes, saved over the years, […]
