Come Be My Light

It was cold. Though the beginning rays of summer light warmed our skin, there was a distinct hollowness that swept over me as I stepped into that beautiful, sixteenth century cathedral. The walls of stone and stained glass windows seemed to magnify the emptiness of the surprisingly dark interior. This place was once a place … [Read More]

Putting Down Roots

“You have to put down roots.” The only thing more troubling that she could have said came next: “And if you are going to put down roots somewhere, that means you cannot hold on to roots elsewhere.” Like an arrow aimed straight at my heart, Michal Ruth’s words cut through my ribs to the tender … [Read More]

Living without the Adjectives

Adjectives. Those describing words. The modifiers, classifiers, and identifiers. The words that separate the world into categories. Pretty. Ugly. Black. White. Rich. Poor. Smart. Dumb. Hip. Lame. Good. Bad. Going. Sending. It was my first time attending this camp on the dune-covered beaches of the Oregon Coast. I had heard rumors of it since I … [Read More]