The Feed

220: Breadcrumbs

Some days are breadcrumb days- the kind of days where you wake up and say, “God, please lean a little closer in a not so subtle way...

208: Commute

I was riding the 1 train. I was running late for work. I was worried about the numbers- would we have enough? Would people show up? Would...

207: Places I find God, an incomplete list, in no particular order:

Certainly in late night giggles- the kind that are impossible to stop, in colorful macaroons, thunderstorms and most always, in the wind....

205: What It's Like to Be On a Pilgrimage

I am hungry, famished really for a brush with the Divine. I’d take a strong wind, a colorful dream or the feeling of gravity that comes...

200: Glitter & Palms

Here’s the thing I love about parades- they take up space, and there is music and there is laughter and people stand on the sides and...

169: Advent

My tradition has the gift of seasons- blocks of time that tell us that things can become new again. We can become new again. Creation...