We are the ones we've been waiting for

The wolves within

An evening of grace

My plate
“You think you got problems?” My mom said to me. I don’t think I’d been complaining about a problem, just so you know, but anyway, “You think you got problems?” she said, “I’ve got a vegan coming to Thanksgiving dinner.” None of the food at our family’s traditional Thanksgiving dinner is even accidentally vegan and unlike routine family dinners where adjustments can be made, none of the foods on that menu are permitted to be altered. There are things people expect and without these things? Anarchy. “Not to worry,” I told my mom. I would be bringing my own food for Thanksgiving. This left me with a decision. On the one hand, I could come up wit

The moment I let go of it
Thank you, Connie.

Steps of light
It’s been a while since I’ve posted for Wishcasting Wednesday (or Full Moon Dreamboards for that matter), but Jamie (she didn’t realize it) was calling, calling me today. Her question this week, What steps do you wish to take? Moments after reading that question, I read this and I thought, well yes, those are the steps I want to take – the kind that leave a positive footprint. I want to take the sort of steps

Overcast
Walking across campus before noon, I look up at an apartment building – just a modest red brick apartment building that was probably once a cheap motel – the kind with a big plastic banner hanging across the front advertising vacancy – and a flock of black birds rises in front of me, crossing closely enough that I can hear the flapping of wings. It’s chilly and damp. The sky is grey. Only a few curled leaves still cling to limbs but mostly, the trees are bare and dark from the rain. I am pierced by nostalgia, the want of a thing I cannot name or classify. I don’t push against this feeling even though it is as much pain as it is pleasure. I step into it fully and it flows

Bat for Lashes Daniel