by Sybil Macbeth | Dec 17, 2014 | Praying in Color
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,...
by Sybil Macbeth | Dec 14, 2014 | Praying in Color
Signs of Advent’s passage and Christmas’s swift approach are everywhere in my house: The Paperwhite narcissus bulbs I planted just over two weeks ago have 10-inch tall stems. Several blossoms are about to pop open. The spaces on the Advent calendars are...
by Sybil Macbeth | Dec 12, 2014 | Praying in Color
My kitchen counters are a 3-D diary of my daily life. Receipts, unread newsletters and articles, an empty glasses case (glasses MIA), suntan lotion, an almost used-up toothpaste tube, sticky notes, unsticky notes, magazines, scrunchies, crumbs…litter every...
by Sybil Macbeth | Dec 10, 2014 | Praying in Color
How do I know whether I have missed an opportunity or had a near miss with trouble? As I burst through the doors of a department store into the parking lot on Monday morning, a short, older woman also exiting the store shouted to me, “Are You going near Poplar...
by Sybil Macbeth | Dec 9, 2014 | Praying in Color
Today a fresh Frasier fir stands in the corner of my living room. As the tree acclimates to the temperature of the room, the branches have opened, expanding the diameter of the lush green tutu circling the tree’s trunk. The needles are soft with no sign of brown...
