Finding my Fringe Hallelujahs

I carried a book with me all day yesterday. We were at school at 7:15am and the bus dropped us back in front of the school at 8pm. It had been a full day on and off buses, chaperoning four 10-year-old girls. We moved between school buses and ferries, the Royal BC museum and the Legislative […]

Remedies for a Weary Soul

There was that time when Scott and I wired a substantial chunk of money to a friend overseas we thought was in desperate need. It ended up being a scam—something my friend did not know about. We felt betrayed. We felt like fools. There was shame and shock. I remember how we sank into the […]

Today I'm Gonna Try and Change the World

This song takes me to young girl family car rides through the Karoo, listening to “Hooked on Country” and ABBA. Now I especially love it for its message. This little bit of Johnny Reid might just have to be part of my morning ritual now. (Thanks to Sue-Ann for the heads-up.)

I prays myself hot.

Just discovered a really cool global prayer tool called Loved this little bit of inspiration: “When asked how he prayed, a Southern rural minister replied: ‘I reads myself full; I think myself clear; I prays myself hot; I let myself cool.’” Via:

Glimpse of the Holy

Sometimes I Do By Rumi In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that light becomes this art. From: A Year With Rumi