Suggestion Restriction

With a household of visiting and resident grown sons, a granddaughter, and a couple of adult girlfriends, the temptation to make random comments on everyone’s life and behavior is seductive. “Why don’t you take Clara to the zoo?” Why does she...

Last Sunday of Advent

The weeks of Advent are far-spent, only four more days until Christmas. I have loved this Advent as I usually do, but it also has been too short. There are three meditation books I would still like to read and I have squandered my sitting-still/prayer time. But the...

Real Books

In early January my husband and I will “move” to Colorado. He will be interim pastor at an Episcopal church for about a year. The church will provide furnished housing, so we will take only clothes, a milk foamer, my big coffee mug, and some of our...

Advent is Scary for Me and the Virgin Mary

Thanks to friend and performance artist Sharon Pavelda for letting me share her Advent poem. Advent is Scary for Me and the Virgin Mary Silent night, holy night, Christmas Cards make it look “just right:” Calm Madonna, sleeping child, Even the animals are reverent,...

Pondering and Praying a Word at 35,000 Feet

One of the best and worst things about air travel is being trapped in a seat for several hours. I often accomplish more in the time in those cramped quarters than I do at home in a whole day. On a flight back home on the first Sunday of Advent I started to doodle just...