I follow the GPS cues exactly (leaving home early, just in case). I’ve enrolled in an evening workshop: “Reflections and Intentions.” En route, I’m haunted by a Jan Richardson poem. Travel the most ancient way of all, Richardson writes. . . . No map but the one you make yourself. "Your destination,” my GPS voice … [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...
Exclamation Points in a Story, a Season, a Life
Slight as a cat’s eyelash, one black mark graces the page, piquing my curiosity. O how it pulses, as if rendered in neon— this exclamation point humans … [Read More...]
Have I Failed You?
Elegant or squat, satiny, spongy, slim or speckled, the overnight toadstools shoulder through sodden grass. Beneath thick skirts undersides flaunt pale, … [Read More...]
Constancy: The Tale of a Trail
Constancy I want . . . something I can turn to, regardless of what I do, regardless of who I become, Something that will just be there, always, like … [Read More...]
Going Deeper: And Everything Eddying into Light
Floor-to-ceiling windows frame acres of light. The walls showcase B&W close-ups of architectural details: poems … [Read More...]
Coming out of the Rain . . . Ready or Not
The phone jangles us awake. Wrenched from the warm crease of sleep, Dreamer and I wedge our feet into shoes. The … [Read More...]
Change: Brought to You Today by the Letter “R”
Two vases, cast off by their owners, stand side by side in my greenhouse window. My Jack … [Read More...]
Please Pass the Salt
Today I drink bone broth straight from the white mug a friend gave me, years ago, inscribed with lyrics, in red: “I … [Read More...]