Traveler, your footprints are the only road, nothing else. Traveler, there is no road; you make your own path as you walk. As you walk, you make your own road, and when you look back you see the path you will never travel again. Traveler, there is no road; only a ship's wake on the … Continue reading You make the path as you walk it

by C. Thorman   It hardly matters what day it is any more, since the future is so unclear. I sit quietly, and I open my heart and mind for the unexpected. My prayers of the heart are "humility, through mystery," and "peace, through acceptance." (Thank you to Anne Sensenig on her Caring Bridge site) … Continue reading It hardly matters

William Stafford (1914–1993) The Way It Is There's a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn't change. People wonder about what you are pursuing. You have to explain about the thread. But it is hard for others to see. While you hold it you can't get lost. Tragedies happen; people … Continue reading The Way it is

On this Holy Saturday,  as we sit by the graves that are multiplying faster than we know what to do, there are angels bearing up our loved ones and front line workers in hospital rooms, ER's, by gurneys, in ambulances, on lonely corridors, in hidden suffering places... Caught in that dreaded flight between the the tomb … Continue reading Courage

Mary Oliver for Corona Times (after Wild Geese) Mary Oliver for Corona Times (after Wild Geese) by Adrie Kusserow, Associate Professor of Anthropology at St. Michael's College, Vermont.  You do not have to become totally zen, You do not have to use this isolation to make your marriage better, your body slimmer, your children more … Continue reading On the verge of Holy Week