Knots: They show up in myriad ways. Accusations. Crippling rhetoric. Foundations, seemingly crumbling. And then, my own vengeful thoughts, silting over with toxic sludge. I read the news and frustration stifles compassion. Grief as well as grievance chafe. The combined grit penetrates my protective shell. Where, oh where … [Read More...]
I’m Laurie, a contemplative writer, musician and artist, who helps distracted, heart-weary people refocus on God in creative ways that spark hope and wholeness.
I’m Laurie, a contemplative writer, musician and artist, who helps distracted, heart-weary people refocus on God in creative ways that spark hope and wholeness.Read More...
A Cure for Regret
My mother entrusted me with the frayed string that held Nana’s pearls. How does a legacy born of wounding morph into what I hold now? Born on her birthday, I … [Read More...]
Benediction in Blue
Just like that, I am swept into the bluebird’s orbit, captivated by color that suggests fibers raveled from heaven’s hem. It feels like a benediction. Memory … [Read More...]
Both Sides Now
What did you collect as a kid? Might there be a vital clue buried therein? A small truth worth pondering all these years later? I cadged Lipton tea tags, those … [Read More...]
Switchboard
I wasn’t on duty that night. It was summer, 1967. Our hospital’s leading surgeon strode into the office, flipped off … [Read More...]
Resilience
Resilience: After eating together, Dreamer and I update the blank book we use as a gratitude journal. As we verbalize … [Read More...]
IF
If only . . . it hadn't happened. Today, I wake up grieved by Wednesday's violence in our nation's capitol—only to be … [Read More...]
“What Child Is This?” (Soundings, 3rd Impression)
In 1865, William Chatterton Dix, manager at a Glasgow insurance company, fell desperately ill: depression, raging … [Read More...]