It’s Holy Week but it doesn’t feel that way. Lent hasn’t felt like Lent, either. I’ve made and eaten a lot of cake. I’ve had wine in the middle of the week. I’ve slept late almost every day, and went for days at a time without meditating.
Tag: religion
CARNIVORE’S PRAYER
Heaven knows I’m not proud of being a meat-eater, but something in me growls and snorts and licks its jowls … More
Where I’m From
Everywhere else it’s just Tuesday—but where I’m from people are dancing, people are high-stepping in the streets because where I’m … More
The Couch in the Jordan River
The couch in the Jordan River took me by surprise. No, it was worse than that; I felt insulted. From … More
The Road is My Religion
Sometimes I bump into some cool people and interesting stuff, which might not happen if I could see where I were going.
Summer Psalm
Two Sonnets About the Sucky Side of Resurrection
Lazarus From the cave I walked into the darknessI once called day, and gagged upon the smells.My sisters wore the … More
Two Sonnets About Adam and Eve
So, I’ve been experimenting with sonnets, just to see how hard it might be. The verdict: Sonnets are very hard. … More
The Starlight in My Soul’s Dark Night
Dark nights happen to some and not others, and only God knows why. St. John of the Cross called it a holy experience. Tell that to my priest, I wanted to say. Tell it to my husband, who still mourns the “nice Christian girl” he thought he married.
The Church Inside Myself (That I Didn’t Know Was There)
Meditation is one of those things that has always been for other people. Patchouli-toothpaste white people with rustic-but-pricey cedar furniture and mandala wall hangings. People who “study” Japanese cooking. People with gurus and lots of time on their hands.
