Breathing With Both Lungs

Lungs. A place of life and death and vulnerability... Breathing With Both Lungs I once heard it said Our lungs are where we hold our grief. When I inhale sharply, to remember Why does it hurt to breathe? Lament happened so long ago Or has it been only a moment or so. How fully has... Continue Reading →

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Photo essay: Antique Air Show, Part 1

The title of poet of the skies could easily be given to French pilot Antoine de Sainte-Exupéry. The author of the fantastical story The Little Prince also gave us several dramatic flight books, such as Night Flight, Southern Mail, and Wind, Sand and Stars. They are, from what I hear, as contemplative as they are... Continue Reading →

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My Camino, at home

Two years ago I kept a poetry blog for the summer. My life at the time had begun to feel like a pilgrimage, with many unexpected twists and turns. I've been on pilgrimages before (hello World Youth Days in Toronto and Cologne) so I clearly recognized the intensity, the mystery, and the healing involved. Yet... Continue Reading →

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Cracks in the Foundation

When the pandemic started, I observed that our society was unceremoniously being shown the cracks in our foundation. Specific areas had become incredibly dysfunctional and were obviously in desperate need of dramatic, multi-layered healing. The nationwide explosion of heartbreak and anger over the last couple weeks has highlighted in a new way the severe cracks... Continue Reading →

Writing by hand

“Writing by hand will show us True North.” Julia Cameron Part of my journey towards a daily art practice has included ‘morning pages’, the longhand freeform get-everything-out-of-your-brain writing exercise made famous by Julia Cameron in The Artist’s Way. As I was reading through the book of hers about creative pilgrimage called The Vein of Gold,... Continue Reading →

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