Where the wild things are

Six members of my spirituality group spent three days at Loyola on the Potomac, a Jesuit Retreat House in Faulkner, Maryland. Loyola sits on a bluff overlooking the Potomac River, surrounded by 235 acres of rolling woodland. To allow for Covid safety protocols, there was limited attendance at the program, which meant all attendees had…

Second guessing

January 2015, DC Metro Yellow Line: Just after L’Enfant station, the train jerked to a stop. It lurched and stalled again. It seemed like typical Metro — until smoke started seeping in. Curls wafted through the vents and door seams. First, it didn’t seem like a big deal, but it got thicker fast, and the…

Spiral Clearing

When I graduated and moved after college, almost everything fit into two footlockers, except for skis and luggage stashed in the car. The minimalism didn’t last long. Despite moving on a regular basis, we quickly grew beyond that level of simplicity. And now, we’ve been settled in one place for almost eleven years, so not…

A Tough Day for Socks

Some days just don’t go as smoothly as others. Part of anyone’s story is our ‘grace under fire’. Unfortunately that phrase is not necessarily an accurate way to describe how I react to the negative stimulus of people around me. Yesterday, issues and negativity reigned, and the carnage of socks just put me over the…