On Grappling Toward Clarity

For several years now, I have struggled to gain a sense of clarity about where I’m going. For almost six years, I’ve simply known how to do the next thing. The thing right in front of me. My life was in constant upheaval, and so knowing what was in store for the long-term seemed unnecessary….

Praise Song for the Day

Each day we go about our business, walking past each there, catching each other’s eyes or not, about to speak or speaking. All about us is noise. All about us is noise and bramble, thorn and din, each one of our ancestors on our tongues. Someone is sticking up a hem, darning a hole in…