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The latest from Our Little House in the Big Woods
- Give, sweet mama, give. Give, my man, give.
- Dust everywhere. Fuel barrel sold. Emptiness is form.
- The barrel is empty
- What does wood floor sanding and finishing have to do with spirituality?
- Turkey, brussels sprout salad, hurting hearts, gratitude and thanksgiving
- Reflections on daily blogging
- Smoke alarm drama & the Holy
- I found the missing heart in that messy closet
- “Letting people be who they’re gonna be”
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Tag Archives: death
Dear Holy Heart, I explore this with you today, sinking into this prayer of words, opening this hand and letting all drop away as You desire. Apples ripen red and whole, falling from stem-branch at just the right moment. Babies … Continue reading
Here is an assignment–should you choose to accept it. Pretend you’re on your deathbed. It’s the end of this life. Goodbye moon. Goodbye songbirds. Goodbye everything awful and beautiful. What advice might your dying almost-gone self give to your current … Continue reading
Last week Barry asked if I might ride with him to a couple of local cemeteries. He wanted to take Memorial Day pictures for his job at the newspaper. Sure, I said. Let me grab my camera, too. First we … Continue reading
Fingers in brown sandy soil thinning crowded avenues of carrots. I used to despair thinning these deep tap roots stretching down past undulating worms. How could one decide carrot life or death? How could one presume to kill this one … Continue reading
I sat on the couch this morning watching the mind leap from past to future, yesterday to tomorrow, always spinning a thousand imaginings. Slowly the restless mind settled into the ambiance of the room, the shadows of light dancing … Continue reading
Last January, just before I quit blogging for ten months, I wrote a post called “The world’s best journal“. The journal is one of the things that makes me unconditionally happy. To read back over the years and to remember … Continue reading
This early September afternoon, just after our Michigan schools have opened their doors to laughing and shouting students for another school year, I would like to share a blog post I wrote way back in May, 2009. Mary was the … Continue reading
Dear readers, I wrote this post back in early May, but did not publish it. Was about to delete it, but sent it to a friend just for kicks before scrapping it. She loved it. She insisted it was a … Continue reading