Photo by Elizabeth Halt
Photo by Elizabeth Halt

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sunday morning communion

March 19, 2017 | sunday morning communion | sunday morning communion | sunday morning communion | sunday morning communion

the sky was thick with clouds this morning so, instead of a rising sun, i saw a band of pale yellow at the horizon.

still, i was surrounded by beauty. a deer watched me quietly from the snowmobile trail before darting off into the woods, white tail held high; miniature waves lapped quietly at the shore; the sky & the lake were dressed in steely grey-blues; and the world was so still that it felt like nature was holding its breath in anticipation of the sun.

holy, holy, holy

March 7, 2017 | holy, holy, holy | holy, holy, holy | holy, holy, holy

in the land of ice & snow

February 8, 2017 | in the land of ice & snow | in the land of ice & snow | in the land of ice & snow | in the land of ice & snow | in the land of ice & snow

winter scenes from one of my favorite lake superior beaches ~ eagle river.

wherever there is snow, imagine crystal clear water. (now you know why my beloved lake is so chilly.)

in darkness & light

January 22, 2017 | in darkness & light

i’m rattling the earth
from a cage without bars.
i’m silent as fury
in wars about wars.

i spit and i sputter –
snap crackle and scorn.
i wait and i wither –
beholden and torn.

surrounded yet lonely,
i’m chilled to the bone.
my spirit is weary.
my heart-strings are worn.

there’s chaos within
and destruction without.
down float feathers from angels;
a bomb took them out.

i can’t seem to find me
in darkness and night;
until i remember
i’m darkness and light.

you’re noticed, you matter, you’re worthy

January 16, 2017 | you're noticed, you matter, you're worthy

i have a collection of lake superior stones in my bedroom that my tiny nephew-friend ben thinks of as his stones. one day in december, we spent hours in the bedroom playing with them. we put them in rows; we made cars & trucks out of them; and then we made them into snowmen.

there was this one moment where i got a little teary because i could tell how much he was enjoying having my undivided attention and i couldn’t help thinking that that’s all any of us want: for someone else to give us their time + attention + appreciation + focus.

we’re all constantly asking – without ever asking at all – whether we’re noticed, whether we matter, whether we’re worthy.

(which we are. of course we are. but sometimes we need to be reminded.)

do you see what i see?

January 5, 2017 | do you see what i see

it’s a tiny insect, skimming along the surface of the water.

go, little insect, go!

dear 2017

January 1, 2017 | dear 2017

hello, new friend, and welcome.

may you include laughter + adventure + love + wonder.

for each & every one of us.

welcome to narnia

December 21, 2016 | welcome to narnia

in about a week’s time, we received a winter’s worth of snow. along with it, an entrance to narnia.

needless to say, my snowshoes and i are delighted. | welcome to narnia | welcome to narnia | welcome to narnia

dsc_5336 | welcome to narnia | welcome to narnia

a jar full of delight

November 21, 2016 | a jar full of delight


November 12, 2016 | 3am

it’s 3am –
the dead of night.
my fears have grown
larger than life.

the trees are black
in the blackest night.
they pierce my heart
with shards of ice.

the shadows are long;
they pull me in.
my life seems over
before it begins.

the wolves are howling,
their voices raw.
they’re on my trail,
nose to the ground.

the water is calling;
it’s running aground.
its black depths surround me;
it wants me to drown.

when daylight comes,
they’re all my friends.
the light stops the stories
that swim in my head.