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 →
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 →
Throughout shadowed corners of churches crisscrossing Europe sit tiers and tires and trees of glowing candles. Icons of the voice of our longings, singing of our hope to recover what we've lost, to connect with beloved ones gone yet alive in our hearts. Remembrance ~ Belgium, 1997 This image from my B&W film days calls... Continue Reading →
