I liked its abashed demeanor. 1 stout brace 9 wood pickets, indifferently trimmed 2 rusty hinges: half-attached Propped against a tree, that gate radiated unsung genius. Re-establish it anywhere and, via imagination, voila! … An entrance A wordless invitation Another summoning threshold … [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.
Star-wise, the Magi traversed foreign sands, often against the wind. The star beckoned. Uncharted terrain, bandits and unwritten tribal codes, regional airborne … [Read More...]
One windless night, just beyond my bedroom window, Fowler Lake froze, luminous as mercury glass. Ever the social caboose of my class, pre-teen me hunkered in bed. … [Read More...]
Table Talk refers to informal conversations over a meal (or a card game, as a friend reminded me yesterday.) In this week of cornucopias, restaurant groaning boards, … [Read More...]