Postscript

Postscript

Words from the late Nobel Prize winning poet Seamus Heaney from his “Postscript”: You are neither here nor there, A hurry through which known and strange things pass As big soft buffetings come at the car sideways And catch the heart off guard and blow it...
Life, Death and Birth

Life, Death and Birth

Most people don’t know what to do with Holy Saturday, that is, if they care a bit about Good Friday and Easter in the first place. For even practicing Christians Saturday is often a day to cart kids off to roll Easter eggs in the park or run last errands to...
Only in the Storms of LIfe

Only in the Storms of LIfe

  Our guest blogger today is Nita Gilger, writer, educator, and explorer of all wild spaces, many of which are as close as the expansive ranch in Texas where she and her husband live, work and wonder. Slip Slidin’ Away is one of Paul Simon’s well-known songs. ...
There is nothing that is not liminal

There is nothing that is not liminal

“The liminal dimension undergirds all human experience. In some sense, there is nothing that is not liminal. We live our lives (and perhaps find sanity) by fashioning fixed structures of meaning and identity; selves and narratives that are generally static and...
Just Beyond Yourself

Just Beyond Yourself

Our guest blogger today is Nita Gilger, writer, thinker of deep thoughts, trekker into fierce landscapes. She and her husband live and work on a spacious ranch that sprawls under the wide skies of Texas. Capitol Reef National Park provides so much to be discovered. It...