Religious statues usually don’t move me beyond deep, aesthetic stirrings of appreciation for art. Statues of Jesus don’t move me at all. I find them to either be overly saccharine … Continue Reading Loved.
While trying to look for something else the other day, I rediscovered this old poem that I’m going to share with you. I don’t remember writing it, but I do … Continue Reading Renewal
Saints intercede to bring about miraculous cures for people with disabilities — they don’t have disabilities themselves. Right? Wrong. “It’s not like people with disabilities are usually known for feeding … Continue Reading Saints with Disabilities
Going over the the publisher’s final edits of my book, I found I had no time to write this week. So I’m letting Ben Johnson do the reflecting for me … Continue Reading Small Proportions
I did it! That’s what I want to write, that’s what I want to shout out from the rooftops: “I did it! I did it!!!” The sentence, however, feels incomplete. … Continue Reading The Publishing Contract
What is love? I will soon be attending a family wedding by the sea, and this occasion calls to my mind some poetry. The coming together of a man and … Continue Reading To the Marriage of True Minds
In the midst of our divisive, too often violent world, I have often found myself resting back on this poem: (War Time) There will come soft rains and the smell of … Continue Reading Soft Rains: Sara Teasdale
How intimate are you with your landscape? Finding the difference between pretty and beautiful when I took a surprising second look at one of my favorite works of art. Featuring works by Benson and Wyeth.