What Stays with You

We used to live in a too-small, too-crowded house with too many children.  Our small deck was my sanctuary where I created a container garden.  One season I decided to plant strawberries.  When I went looking for starts at my favorite nursery, I couldn’t find “regular” strawberries, just some little alpine varietal.  Being the lazy…

Saying Yes to Ritual

When I was a teen, I tried to find space for myself in the tradition of my childhood.  My mother encouraged me to talk with her spiritual director, a sister of St. Joseph.  I told the sister about my sense of myself as an outsider in our patriarchal tradition, including my alienation from masculine God…