“With all it’s sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.” Max Ehrman
Are we enslaved to Time? Must we march to its relentless rhythm, powerless as prisoners shuffling on and on under the watchful eye of such a dispassionate guard? This week I ticked off milestones, one after another. My six and eight-year-old daughters returned to school, growing up ever so slightly with every passing day. We … Continue reading (Never) Enough Time
To create is to connect with the Divine. It never fails to amaze me when I consider the endless variety of creation. The infinite shades of blue that make up the earth’s waters. The intricate, minuscule details that adorn a tiny insect’s body. The spectrum of emotions we humans feel and the bodily responses that … Continue reading To Create is Divine
It’s one of the first languages we learn. The language of climbing and chasing, swinging and sliding. Of cartwheeling past fireflies, somersaulting to joy, embracing the slow fade to twilight, the end of the day. Play is how children learn to live in this world and interact with one another. It’s the gateway into science … Continue reading Some Days You Gotta Play
I haven’t been bored since 2005. Yet here I am, swinging in a hammock, waiting for the Covid brain fog to dissipate. Sure, there’s plenty of work to do, but I find I can’t concentrate for long. So, I take breaks. I lay in the sun. I listen to the birds. I count the leaves … Continue reading The Blessedness of Boredom
Rev. Laura Johnson 