It Matters.

She woke up this morning to the sound of the women in the village, busy readying themselves for the day. She longed for just a few more minutes of sleep. Why does the night seem to pass so quickly? She slowly got up from her mat on the dirt floor, rolled it up, and...

Into The Void

About a week ago, I let go of an organization that I founded and of which I was the Executive Director. For about a year prior to the inception of the organization, and then the three and a half years running it, I poured every last ounce of my heart and soul into it....

Justice and Decay

I have been reading a book entitled, God For Us, for Lent. Today was especially beautiful. Lent has always been a bit befuddling. For those of us who practice it, it is something quite deep, quite personal. And yet, if you met someone for coffee who does not practice...

The House with the Cranberry Door

I grew up in the House with the Cranberry Door. I remember my mother choosing the color for that door, swatches of blindingly similar hues slathered onto the back side of the door. How she remembered what shade was what, I’ll never know. My parents bought the...

Broken

This past weekend, we moved. As I was placing our coveted Czech etched glass into a cupboard, one shelf toppled over. I looked down at my feet to find them surrounded by hundreds of pieces of broken glass. We lost a set of wine glasses and a set of champagne glasses...

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