In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone… In the bleak midwinter, a stable-place sufficed The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ -from ”In the Bleak Midwinter” by Christina Rossetti In this bleak midwinter, as the glories of autumnal foliage and the warmth of Thanksgiving tables have faded, and we find ourselves facing down months more to come of Midwestern cold and darkness, trudging down icy sidewalks and shoveling snow off our

Here’s a cheerful Thanksgiving and Christmas message for you: Self-sufficiency is a lie.   It is, I think, one of the foundational ideals of our Western, certainly our American  culture, that we are supposed to endeavor to be “self-sufficient”, to not have to depend on anyone or anything else for help.  To pull yourself up by your bootstraps.  To not be indebted to anybody. To make it on your own. It’s a fallacy.   Impossible, actually, to achieve.  Growing up in the Unitaria

the silence Holds with its gloved hand The wild hawk of the mind. -Excerpt from “The Untamed” by R.S. Thomas I love Medieval Times.  ...

It was love at first sight. Or...sound...I suppose is more accurate.   I had my first serious post-college job - as dean's assistant at...

At this year’s Annual Meeting in January, the wardens and I proposed that we embark on a year of vocational discernment together as a...

"We have realized that we are on the same boat, all of us fragile and disoriented, but at the same time, important and needed, all of us...