A bright, cold morning. Most of the snow and ice have melted away and we shall have rain and warmth tomorrow. Today is the second Sunday of Advent and we are reminded that even in very difficult times there is hope. Last night I sat down with Ali Smith's book, Winter, and read it. What … Continue reading Silence
The woods are increasingly silent. Now and then a blue jay or a nuthatch calls, or a squirrel scolds. The wind in the trees is low-pitched as it moves through the bare upper branches of the golden-yellow birches and beech trees. As the world grows quiet, our voices fill the evenings with story; it is … Continue reading Silence, Story, and Healing
Dreaming the World 