March 4, 2014
The Morning Offering
There is a sacred quality to the first meal of the day. It is a quiet ritual of gratitude, a moment to...
Category Archive
Reflections
March 2, 2014
The Weight of the Watchful
Why do we feel the need to be watched by inanimate things? Across centuries and continents, we have crafted small, unblinking eyes...
March 2, 2014
A Slice of Home
I burned my toast this morning. It was a small, stupid mistake, but the smell filled the kitchen and made me stop...
