In-Between

It's all a becoming, a not arrived yet. This glory-quest life is transit and trajectory. How then to stretch, a trembling filament, between one adhered branch and the intended other, extended, intending to connect and spin that cocoon. Faith cultures are complex. Shoot, faith is complex. But simple. Yet multi-faceted. And greater than ourselves and [...]

The Gifts of Grief

Through time and experience, I’ve learned this: they are not ours to keep. They are butterflies awaiting their final flight. We love them for where they are at, but when the butterfly flies, we cannot contain them.