Imprint

“We have everyday habits – formative practices – that constitute daily liturgies. By reaching for my smartphone every morning, I had developed a ritual that trained me toward a certain end: entertainment and stimulation via technology. Regardless of my professed worldview or particular Christian subculture, my unexamined daily habit was shaping me into a worshiper … More Imprint

Home by Home

Write. Write often. Write about what you remember. Write about what you see and hear and feel. Write when you’re inspired and when you’re bored. But just keep writing. This is what I have learned from Anne Lamott in her introduction from “Bird by Bird”. SO Although I think I need a laptop and a … More Home by Home

Harvest Hockey Pop Moon

Sitting at hockey evaluations this week, a friend of mine asked me how my organizing was coming along.  A valid question.  Progress thus far has been limited to the pantry (which you may have seen if you follow my Instagram stories on @windandbone), the bathrooms (unbelievable how many things came out of there – we … More Harvest Hockey Pop Moon

Shift

The weather in September on the prairies was a bit like a lottery. You bought a ticket and crossed your fingers for Indian Summers with long shadows over gilded fields; late bloomers bravely defying the approaching solstice and picnic lunches with fresh crisp apples and bored but hungry wasps. This year, the cold came early.  … More Shift

Slow

I recently discovered a concept which is not new.  Which makes me late to the party, or more accurately late to hear about a party to which I may or may not have been invited – the jury is still out. Have you heard of minimalism?  Well this isn’t it.  Not exactly.  There’s definitely a … More Slow

Unraveling

Imagine you have a tangled up mess of Christmas lights, and you want to know if you have enough to string your tree.  Or you want to discover how much yarn you have in a twisted up ball.  Maybe you want to wear a necklace but it’s become knotted in your jewelry box.  In each of these … More Unraveling

A Season Unbroken

Snow brush flattened like a sorry toothbrush Even fruitcake left from Christmas sours Sweaters saggy, pilled and worn from usage Wintertime procrastinates   Separated mittens long forgotten Snow is foul and dreary; still it falls Naked tree so eager for its garment Malignant hypothermia   April 13, 2018        

Cracks

There is something fascinating happening in my home these days. It actually started a while ago, but sometimes what happens right under our noses is hard to perceive. Now let me preface the following by admitting that I am inexperienced and an early observer of this development, but it intrigues me greatly and I am devouring the novelty, … More Cracks

March

O March, Thou art contrary. Once temperate, twice tempestuous Like Janus, two-faced. Muster thy bluster if thou must, But gift an hour of cerulean calm And I absolve thine inconsistent carriage.  

FORTY ONE

I remember writing a poem or some short piece of prose on my 19th birthday, and I recall it had a tone of uncertainty about it.  At 19 I had no idea what I would be doing with the rest of my life – vocation, relationships, location…all were a bit of a mystery.  It was … More FORTY ONE