The wonder of who you are
We’ve walked a few steps into the new year and the sparkle and promise of newness has me back at the beginning, pondering again those first days when God spoke…
When you don’t have much to offer
I ran along the garden path, wishing I’d brought my camera. The grasses bowed, shimmered, almost glowed in the early morning light. I moved slowly, my run half walk, each…
Becoming human
“The call to be an artist is first of all a call to be a full human being.” We sat, six students, a poet and an actor, around the table, reminded that…