In this month of cancelled Proms, the memory of mine, over half a century ago, brims within me—mingled emotions still attached. I remember my mother, at the black altar of her sewing machine, the painstaking arc of her spine, face bowed over nimble hands in a circle of light. A sleeveless drift of floral voile in … [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...
Shelf Life: Second Edition
Mid-1300s: Stone walls confine her. No power, no plumbing. No hearth. An anchoress, by choice, she is bricked in for life—gruel, heels of bread, perhaps an … [Read More...]
Shelf Life: First Edition
I am 10 years old. Floor to ceiling, three walls of open windows beckon me. The sun room seems to pulse, summer breezes stirring up dust motes suspended in … [Read More...]
Hai*Pho — No, it’s not a new entree . . .
What on earth is Hai*pho? A fleeting, luminescent marriage: poem and image. Pho-to + Hai-ku. "So much depends on the light, and the way you squint." (Margaret … [Read More...]
Regarding Spin
Regarding Spin Yes, I’m in stuttering health, creatively stalled, and a stranger to my former equilibrium. Shall I … [Read More...]
Sketchy Directions
I follow the GPS cues exactly (leaving home early, just in case). I’ve enrolled in an evening workshop: … [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 … [Read More...]
Have I Failed You?
Elegant or squat, satiny, spongy, slim or speckled, the overnight toadstools shoulder through sodden … [Read More...]