Being known is that weird terrifying quality that we both dread and crave…Read More
Sometimes my mountain is about the size of a step stool, but compared to the hole I just crawled out of I practically scaled Everest. Sometimes my stormy seas are about the depth of a full sink of dishes, but I might as well have surfed a tidal wave. Sometimes the shoulders I stand on are themselves shaking with sobs.
And in our quaking togetherness we become more than we can ever be on our own.
click here to play song on SoundCloud “If With All Your Hearts” from the oratorio Elijah by Felix Mendelssohn For a moment, I want to say, “Thank You.” You, our audience member, our listener, our reader, are why we do this. Thank you for being on the other side of that screen and for giving…Read More