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Season of Creation Mini Retreat (opens the original)
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What is the Season of Creation?The Season of Creation is a relatively new ecumenical initiative to center matters of ecological theology and practice during the month of September. “The season starts 1 September, the Day of Prayer for Creation [in the Orthodox church], and ends 4 October, the Feast of St. Francis of Assisi, the patron saint of ecology b… Read more
watered with joy (opens the original)
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song/poemText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedWith joy you will drink from the springs of salvation With joy you will draw from the well With joy you will taste Living Water abundant By the River of Life, you will dwell Maranatha, marantha! Maranatha, our Water of Life. reflectionI wrote this song while contemplating on one of my favorite verses of scripture, Isaiah 12:3. I love the focus on the joy that the living water gives us as we
rerun: plants and princesses (opens the original)
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I first shared this post in April 2025, and I wanted to re-share it as a refresher for folks who’ve been around since then and as a first-time explanation for newer folks who have been wondering about the meaning behind the name of this publication. poema clover crown uponmy tangled hair and upon yourscomea fallen log the tablepillows plumped from pine needlesstaya wild sorrel saladcradled in a hollowed gourdtastebranches bent to bowsand broken into makeshift arrowsruna shrived walnut shella loc
cold takes and deep breaths (opens the original)
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prayerText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedGod my heart is racing What I’ve read seen heard is drowning me in adrenaline Everyone has something to say and I feel I have to say something But if I open my mouth the water comes in Hold me, hold me Teach me to lean my head back relax my arms close my eyes rise and fall with the swell of the waves listen to my echoing heartbeat let go and floatThis is a repost of an article from last year written af
I’m telling you now (opens the original)
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poemText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedIf someone has never told you how essential your work is, I’m telling you now. And I don’t just mean what you get paid for, I mean the work of showing up in the world: Greeting the cashier preparing food picking up the piece of trash blowing in the wind holding a child recycling your bottles Thank you for your labor And if someone has never told you how you are worth far more that your labor, I’m telling you now. Your be
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