Today is August 14. Today is the “Feast day” of St. Maximilian Kolbe. I did the math on the side of the desk-calendar the previous lady left here. On this day, ninety-four years ago, one of the infamous Nazi “doctors” walked down the stone steps into the dark dungeon where Kolbe had been left, withContinueContinue reading “St. Max Kolbe plus Joshua plus Marshwiggles. Welcome to my brain.”
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From my backyard
I just stepped inside from my backyard. I was making some new block-prints, on the picnic table, being careful not to get any of the ink on my seersucker skirt. The ink has a certain deep and distinct smell to it. It has a certain feel, too. I roll this little rubber roller-thing back andContinueContinue reading “From my backyard”
I met some missionaries!
On Monday a crew of people showed up at my little-church for noon:fifteen mass and I was like, “Hey.” And they were like, “We’re from Colorado on mission to Detroit.” So I was like, “Cool story, bro, I’m going to sit over here and pray.” Not really, but kind of. Then I saw them againContinueContinue reading “I met some missionaries!”
For Father’s Day. (Belated).
Happy Father’s Day. Father’s day is a reflection on, well, fatherhood, isn’t it? And some just really lucked out. And, congrats. Congrats and Happy Father’s Day and Hallmark cards and photo slide-shows and BBQ’s and all, to the kids with great dads, great memories, great throwback pics. And love to those dads who were alwaysContinueContinue reading “For Father’s Day. (Belated).”
Someone asked me what I wanted
That one friend asked me what I wanted and I said I didn’t know and he got awful fired up, “OH MY GOSH,” he said, with his exasperated-voice, “Go and figure out what you want.” So…I started. I want time for prayer. I want time in nature. I want slow days and beautiful, unwinding adventure.ContinueContinue reading “Someone asked me what I wanted”
Hope and other things
Saturday was my birfday. My mom (and dad) gave me a ring that I saw earlier in the year. I mentioned to my mother that I liked it, that I wanted to buy it, and she was like, “Or, you can just wait for it…” So, I did. And then it was mine, on Saturday.ContinueContinue reading “Hope and other things”
On renewing my passport
I need to renew my passport, so I am, because I believe in traveling. I filled out the form and went to get my picture taken at an official place (an urban Walgreens which, upon cross-examination, didn’t carry the hair products I was looking for…mostly the aisle was full of products for thicker, textured hairsContinueContinue reading “On renewing my passport”
Easter-y things. <3
Father Pio called me. ❤ And he wished me, “…many, many, life-changing, heart-expanding Easter graces." Isn’t that lovely? And, so was Easter. Surprises and friends and prayer times. The best times. My favorite thing is the Easter Vigil. And it isn’t everyone’s favorite thing, but it is my favorite thing. Because I love listening toContinueContinue reading “Easter-y things. <3”
What about when you have to wait?
On Sunday, after church and church-y things, I sat around with my brothers and the young, tall priest at my parents’ church and he was like, “Do you guys just want to jam?” because that’s how he talks. So, they began playing. They tried to stick to songs that the small crowd mingling about wouldContinueContinue reading “What about when you have to wait?”
Stained with salt
One of the hard things for me is expressing negativity. And it’s not that I don’t experience hard times and dark days, because I do. I just have a hard time saying words that express that, or piecing together the phrases that mean, “so, like, today, I can barely remember what hope feels like,” becauseContinueContinue reading “Stained with salt”
Seashell Nell 