I know this one dude, and sometimes we talk about stuff. Even though he hates hugs or handshakes, he’s the type Who sits super close when talking, Presences brushing as he shares/ questions/ converses. Sometimes we talk about spiritual stuff, this dude and I, Because he knows it’s important to me, and he has anContinueContinue reading “Obstacles”
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Poetry prompt: COMPLETED
So. I had ten words to include in a poem. Ta da. Background: I read a thought-provoking article last week about a man forced, at a very young age, to face the mental breakdown/ illness of his young and beautiful wife. That prompted a conversation with my SIL (and we’ve had similar ones before) aboutContinueContinue reading “Poetry prompt: COMPLETED”
Feeding thousands/ dancing the tango
I’m too old for this, but I still dance in our living room, and the worst part is that I still make my mom watch, like I’m four-and-a-half. “Mom,” I say, “watch what I learned in Argentine Tango class last week,” and I push-lean against a kitchen chair and trace my toes in sultry circlesContinueContinue reading “Feeding thousands/ dancing the tango”
But, even if He does not…
Every day I’ve been praying my Christmas novena, repeating the words the fifteen times I’m supposed to. I pray it in the kitchen or in church or in bed, on my fingers or my rosary or my bracelet’s beads, praying about the “hour and moment at which the Son of God was born,” and thatContinueContinue reading “But, even if He does not…”
Christmas Magic | Uno
Subtitled: HOW GOOD, EXCESSIVELY FRAGMENTED THOUGHT Rough outline, because otherwise this makes no sense: Story Other story Things that are cool about Christmas Quote that is neat, but doesn’t really tie into anything It still doesn’t make sense…but, at least you have an outline. On Monday Julia texted me all, “Should I dress cute orContinueContinue reading “Christmas Magic | Uno”
Prepaaaaaaaaaaare ye
I wrote to one of my friends today, “I feel like this week is just one long day where I happen to keep changing clothes” and it seriously feels that way–late, late nights of community service all week long, and the next two nights aren’t any different. In fact, I’m supposed to be giving twoContinueContinue reading “Prepaaaaaaaaaaare ye”
There is no title. I’m too tired.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO STARE LONG AND HARD INTO THE FACE OF EMOTIONAL-EATING?? Allow me to present my dinner: This is how I respond to long days, apparently. Last Sunday, when I went on a hike, I decided to snap some photos, “in case I ever needed them.” Well, guess what I need today? SomeContinueContinue reading “There is no title. I’m too tired.”
Things that are beautiful.
I had a phenomenal literature teacher in high school, the kind whose words stick with me, daily popping into my thought-pattern. This is grace. He was a pastor in Detroit, “pastor” but not “priest,” FYI; but sometimes he would remind me, (sometimes), that his oldest sister was a nun, and one of his earliest memoriesContinueContinue reading “Things that are beautiful.”
Refresh
But, this morning, today, I’d ask that you refresh your mindset Remind yourself of this: That Jesus Christ wills for your good, Your well-being, He desires a beloved wholeness for you, His friend. Otherwise it’s too easy For your mind To be sucked into different places Where you face the future with Fear and apprehension,ContinueContinue reading “Refresh”
The struggle-bus I ride, for good measure
Last Sunday the twins were going to give a presentation to the church young adult group and I was like, “Why don’t you say these things and in this order?” and Christine was like, “Do you just want to give the presentation?” so, I did. The month of November is set aside for Papist-folk toContinueContinue reading “The struggle-bus I ride, for good measure”
Seashell Nell 