Circling Silence Seven Times

“Trembling and bewildered, the women went out and fled from the tomb. They said nothing to anyone, because they were afraid.” – Mark 16:8 I woke up yesterday morning after a lovely, vivid dream. I dreamt a whole bunch of us were having dinner—a feast, I might say—over at Sarah Bessey’s house with Rachel Held […]

Cooking with Words and Sitting at the table of community

On writing, solitude, community and how our freedom is tied up in each other Writing, for me—even when I worked as a reporter—has always been solitary. Bum on chair. Stories on paper. Words were written either into a private journal or into black ink that printed off on presses and got shipped into houses somewhere […]