Belated Epiphany . . . Belated because, so often, words only come when they're ready. Or is it when we're ready? Shadowing the Magi Tingling, needy, marked by the long quest—the divining, then hope, my superstitions giving way yet again before anxious relief—this is how I enter. Taking a knee, it seems you … [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.
Oh, dear Author of All, here is my page. These spontaneous words of prayer anchor me. I sync them with each inhale and exhale as Dreamer and I drive into town. … [Read More...]
Hark! the Cricket Let the cricket wind his heartspring And draw the night by like a child’s toy . . . Sounds gentle, doesn’t it. Almost idyllic. But night … [Read More...]
The transfer station awaits. Wall-to-wall, in her silver Toyota, ten-gallon buckets brim with trash: batteries and light bulbs, paper and plastic, cardboard, … [Read More...]