Happy feast of our blessed Lord’s birth! We’ve had a lovely holiday here in our new home. It’s so much quieter than we’re used to, which translates to holidays being less work, so we’re thankful. We went to a community feast Monday night: We had a family birthday party for Jesus last night, Spent yesterday … More The Twelve Towels of Christmas
I have come to worship. I find myself in a dirty, smelly, noisy hole in the ground, lit by guttering lanterns and crowded with sleepy animals. But the revulsion is momentary: I have come to worship. There he is: a baby. A newborn. He doesn’t smile or sit up or coo or any of that … More Climb In: A Christmas Meditation
Remember when I was gluten-free? Remember when I was making bread by hand, after hand-sprouting, dehydrating, and hand-grinding my own flower? Ha. No more. That is like, the opposite of now. Between a kitchen with actual counter space, and the price of bread, I have embraced the long-scorned bread machine. (Indeed, I briefly had two.) Now … More In my Kitchen: latter September (part 2)
The fact that I posted that last essay, that I was so obviously displeased with, instead of just deleting it, is evidence itself of how bad I am at letting my “mandalas” blow away. Oh well. I’m going to make it even worse. I’m about to show you lousy pictures of my food. During a down week … More In my Kitchen: latter September (part 1)
