Poetry, Hiking, Kickboxing, and Watercolor

A purposeful turn and shift is going to take shape over the next few months. This blog has grown and … More

All this Hope

The hope of all things is wrapped in deficiencies and risings, barren winters and promising springs of survival, in soft-spoken … More

This year has swallowed, gulped you down whole The crafting of a body and an etching of a soul through … More

oh honey you turn out burn out churn out. It’s okay. You won’t forever be last harassed miscast surpassed. It … More

I hear and listen, but then I walk away gone I stoop down to help with an offering hand, but … More

My students have filtered into my classroom the past few days, taking to their seats, reciting timelines and catechisms … More

It was the Pharisees who shouted from beneath their heavy oral tradition at Jesus for healing on the Sabbath, for … More

Jesus told them to lift their eyes. When you walk through a forest do you curl your face downward and … More

As morning classes came to an end, students flipped their large math volumes shut, notebook paper filled with stick figure … More

It’s turning on us. Those long, listless, forever days of sunshine and water are disappearing, lavender fields and hydrangea perfuming … More