Feb 10, 2012 | Moments of Grace
Our house faces to the Northwest. It is the perfect position, geographically speaking, because the back of the house—where we actually live most of the time—faces Southeast. That means we awaken each morning to see the rising sun through the far corner of the doors...
Jan 30, 2012 | Moments of Grace
Jan 29, 2012 | Moments of Grace
I first started to notice the feathers a couple of years ago. I was going through a particularly stressful time, and suddenly they were there: falling from nowhere in our pantry; waiting on my doorstep when I got home from work; on the air conditioner vent outside our...
Nov 19, 2011 | Moments of Grace
I awoke this morning in the knowing that my Eliza, home from college for the holiday, was upstairs in her bed. It surprises me how, even in sleep, her presence permeates the air—as if the house itself rejoices with us. Everything feels different. Peace in my heart and...
Nov 15, 2011 | Moments of Grace
Others taunt me with having knelt at well-curbs Always wrong to the light, so never seeing Deeper down in the well than where the water Gives me back in a shining surface picture Me myself in the summer heaven godlike Looking out of a wreath of fern and cloud puffs....
