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Entering the Compass of Your Life

I am never lost because wherever I am in the universe, that’s where I belong, and so do you. [...]

Finding Sanctuary in Everyday Hours

Perhaps sanctuary is a gift in childhood that must be pursued again in later life once we question assumptions about the importance of attending to daily tasks. [...]

Like a Mother

This was no tsunami, after all, no act of God or Nature. [...]

Clothing Our Spirits in Feathers and Ashes

From the earliest times until recent millennia, clothes have been symbols of women’s spiritual, political, and cultural authority. [...]

Suckers

North India is enduring the longest, hottest summer ever. While the experts debate whether this is proof-positive of global warming or just a run of bad luck, we suffer. [...]

Beauty’s Revolution in a Rose

A wild rose blooms in northern Michigan. As trees are felled around it, as the earth heats around it, as invasive purple loosestrife inches nearer to it, a wild rose blooms in northern Michigan. It is a beacon of beauty, a light to another world, a slight jar in the door out of desolation so that it does not slam shut on goodness and beauty and peace. [...]

Song from Childhood

“My mother had the best possible death,” Hans wrote. “It was sudden, painless, and in the company of the one she loved.” [...]

Stepping Away

Unkind critics may say Thoreau wasn’t much braver than suburban American boys who pitch tents on their back lawns, but how far does anyone have to step back to get perspective on the jumble that is normal life? [...]

Do You See Your Face in the Mirror of the Sun?

Early spring is a perfect time to change from our old winter selves to new spring beings; the glistening snow that turned to brown slush is ready to melt into groundwater the quenches the seeds of blossoming selves. [...]

Expecting

“Well, have you thought about names?” These words enter the conversation like a hammer meeting a nail. I picture her rubbing her palms together, assessing me from under her eyebrows—even over the phone wires. I know where she is going with this question. [...]