Fluorescence

“Redlight” by Katrin Fridriks

In the Tibetan mountains I retired to my little cot every night, happy to soon commune with my Lord. But these sallow eyes and wan complexion in this hive of ten-thousand street lamps, only want to escape, sacrificing prayer for distant and pale dreams. And the screen projects blasphemies, spitting them Read More

One Year

Painting by Julia Watkins

Here we go ‘round the prickly pear, full circle needing prayer

Ashes to molasses, dust to suckling star dust

Sing your celebration, don’t compensate for your salvation

Only to look upon Creation and see what you must: Read More

Prayers Needed


This is not life-threatening, but my family and I are lost right now, with very little energy to find our way. Please warriors, brothers and sisters, pilgrim church, anyone who has ears to hear, we just ask for a moment of the kind of kindness we learned in heaven to be directed toward a family in need. Thank you.

Amaya Engleking

Voice and Conventions

Stonewash

Missed the conventions

In garden picking spinach

The salad was crisp.

There’s this illusion that it matters more when a certain somebody talks.  So people cling  onto his/her words and either fear or have faith in their effect.  Nothing like a campaign year to perpetuate that magic too, with hundreds of millions of us adhered to a screen, awed by what comes out of the mouths of candidates.

But the myth that their words hold any more power than yours or mine do must not be mistaken for the truth and hence, hold us captive and helpless. Read More