The Ninth Day of Christmas: Embracing the Gift of Darkness

The ninth day of Christmas brought an unexpected gift: darkness. Not a new kind of darkness, but an old and familiar one, rediscovered. It manifested in the symbol of night, a theme poetically delivered to my inbox by one of my favorite poets, Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer (wordwoman.com): “…and the night is a nestbig enough to … Continue reading The Ninth Day of Christmas: Embracing the Gift of Darkness

Hidden Markers, Broken Containers

world I imagined,world I knew,gone.familiar markers moved, changed.Unknown.Absent.container of faithcarefully curatedneatly shelvedbroken open.remembered contentleaking.what remains?Emptiness. Possibility.Love?who will guide my feet?what will mark the way?to what shall I turn?there is no re-turnonly forward, downwardmarkers goneis this the path?is there a path?what container will I use?is there a container at all?mind of a beginner, seekingUnknown and Known.Absent … Continue reading Hidden Markers, Broken Containers