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The Peace of Wild Things


This is a portrait of my Gran Edie, a woman with the strength and beauty of wildflowers.

And a poem posted for her (and for new friends found in the Granite State):

The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me

and I wake in the night at the least sound

in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,

I go and lie down where the wood drake

rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.

I come into the peace of wild things

who do not tax their lives with forethought

of grief. I come into the presence of still water.

And I feel above me the day-blind stars

waiting with their light. For a time

I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

-Wendell Berry


As Terry Tempest Williams says, “I want my life to be a celebration of s l o w n e s s.”


And today, may we slow and stop long enough to count the miracles growing from the ground.


I believe in miracles

This Thanksgiving week has been a week of miracles.  On Monday, I was blessed to be able to celebrate 32 years on this earth, and I did so with students, colleagues, friends, and family throughout the day and into the evening.  What a gift.

The real gift came with the news that the treatments my sweet papa has been undergoing since July for his bladder cancer have worked…they have worked!  He had a biopsy done in mid-November after the detection of some abnormal cells during an earlier check-up, but after a thorough investigation of his bladder, prostate, and surrounding ‘hood, the results came back BENIGN, I repeat BENIGN.  When asked about how this could happen – about the presence of abnormal cells just a few weeks back – Papa’s doctor could not offer an explanation.

We believe this is nothing short of a miracle from our gracious God.


Our little Trio is so very thankful to our loving, faithful God and his battalion of prayer warriors, and we rejoice in the miracle of a new day.

Every day is Thanksgiving.  Every new day is a miracle.


“Prayer is sitting in the silence until it silences us, choosing gratitude until we are grateful, praising God until we ourselves are a constant act of praise.”
-Fr. Richard Rohr

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