Midlife Julie Cadwallader-Staub This is as far as the light of my understanding has carried me: an October morning a canoe built by hand a quiet current above me the trees arc green and golden against a cloudy sky below me the river responds with perfect reflection a hundred feet deep a hundred feet high. … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 10/24/2016 – and still say yes
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Praying with Fringes 11/02/2015 – sit and be still
Sabbaths 2001, VI Wendell Berry Sit and be still until in the time of no rain you hear beneath the dry wind's commotion in the trees the sound of flowing water among the rocks, a stream unheard before, and you are where breathing is prayer.
Praying with Fringes 11/06/2014 – await then your dew-sip tongue
Dear Water Judith Brice cerulean water, slide over me now, glide smooth— let me swim between your drops, take in your rain-fresh breath; I will lace your lips to my face— drape your silver arms warm around my neck— await then your dew-sip tongue to lick my cheeks. Let there be time; dear water, let … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 11/06/2014 – await then your dew-sip tongue
Praying with Fringes 11/20/2013 – Sabbath 1979 I
Sabbath 1979 I Wendell Berry I go among trees and sit still. All my stirring becomes quiet around me like circles on water. My tasks lie in their places where I left them, asleep like cattle. Then what is afraid of me comes and lives a while in my sight. What it fears in me … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 11/20/2013 – Sabbath 1979 I
Fringes: a feminist, non-zionist havurah 