Bridging New Distances and Distractions

March 29, 2020 | Tags: , , , , , , , , , ,

Many years ago, my daily bus commute crossed the Mississippi River on the old Lake Street bridge. Then almost 100 years old, the quarter-mile bridge connecting St. Paul and Minneapolis was a wrought iron structure built well before the invention of the automobile. And one day, engineers inspecting the bridge’s integrity, determined it could no […]

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The Rhythms of Resilience

March 3, 2020 | Tags: , , , , , ,

yellow crocus open in the sun

Rhythms of Resilience I’m watching for the first delicate crocuses to break through the hardened crust of the March ground. Yellow, purple and white, their short blooms open like small cups of sunlight. But by night, the delicate blossoms close up, waiting until dawn coaxes them to yawn agape again. Their daily opening and closing […]

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The Heart’s Work of Repair

February 14, 2020 | Tags: , , , ,

My grandfather knew how to keep time moving. Head bent over the wooden jeweler’s bench at the back of his jewelry store and peering through a small magnifying loop attached to his glasses, he repaired watches. He patiently disassembled gears and springs, then putting them back together so they could once again keep time. In this […]

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The Brokenness We Carry

January 10, 2020 | Tags: , , , ,

My friend Leena once brought me a gift from a trip to her family’s homeland in Myanmar – a small seated figure carefully carved in rosewood with great attention to his hatted face, robe and bare feet. But when Leena retrieved the figure from her suitcase after the long flight home, she discovered the wood […]

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Cultivating Reverence in Irreverent Times

December 6, 2019 | Tags: ,

As we enter the season of candlelit wonder and awe, I have been considering what reverence means. Is it reverence that stirs when we sing “Silent Night” by candlelight? Was it reverence, in the ancient story two millennia ago, that brought shepherds and kings to their knees before a poor and homeless baby born in […]

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Stopping for Gratitude

November 11, 2019

All things end in the Tao as rivers flow into the sea.[1] On a recent writing residency on the eastern edge of Wisconsin, I stayed in the middle of Door County, the state’s narrow peninsula jutting out like a long thin thumb into Lake Michigan. After unpacking my bags, I walked a short distance down […]

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