nothing less than a love affair

Advent does something different to me: Messes my insides up; makes goo from my guts; urges me out of bed in the deep of night to sit with darkness and silence and tears I don’t understand;  leaves me with an ache of want so big I sense I could expire from it. The striped chair in the living room is a witness to my watering and wanting, to the fiery clamp of my palms on both armrests. To the veins growing hot in my neck. Do you feel what I feel? “Coming” means to me that the cosmos [ read more... ]

all i want for christmas is…US

Just a few days ago a 90-year-old man was arrested in Ft. Lauderdale, FL for openly serving some vital vittles to the city’s homeless community. 90 years old! If you watch the video you’ll see that he can’t even stand up straight or keep his hands from the perpetual old-guy shake and they arrested him. Because it’s against the law in Ft. L to feed the homeless in public and I’m asking you this literal question now: Has there ever been a more ludicrous law in all the known worlds? [ read more... ]

for the dreamers + an original art piece giveaway!

It was dark o’clock in the morning and the atmosphere in our bedroom tasted like frost on the colonial-old and cold windowpanes and a glance through the glass from the heat of our bed revealed a fresh coat of snow covering the sidewalks and streets in inches of crystallized white. This is a story from last January, but I still remember the rise and fall and rhythm of the narrative as if I’m living it today: The dawn is rising at my back and the last of the evening stars are fading deep in [ read more... ]

if oprah asked me

“The Life You Want Weekend” is hopping around and happening in various cities across our country right now–from Atlanta to Detroit to D.C., with several locations in between and before–what I imagine will be–a climatic finish in San Jose, California. This arena-sized event is produced and presented by Oprah Winfrey and from what I can discern through the promotional material, she designed this grandscale tour with the intention and hope of empowering the attendees with enough inspirational [ read more... ]

sinking deep into “what i want”

It’s still dark and 48 degrees outside when Austin and I roll off the flesh-warmed mattress and take our less than fully awake bodies downstairs. He starts a fire in the fireplace and I put on the kettle to boil water for his coffee and my tea. This is how we start every day--just him and me and the quiet and our cups and books and litanies and shared space; soul to soul and what a gift to make enough room for this relationship-sustaining rhythm. We are total besties. He reads Common Prayer [ read more... ]