Box of Darkness

“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness,” wrote the beloved poet Mary Oliver. “It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.” This past year has been a giant box of darkness–and for many of us that box has been full of smaller boxes–a nesting doll full ofContinue reading “Box of Darkness”

A Formal Feeling Comes

“After great pain, a formal feeling comes,” writes Emily Dickinson.  “The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs.” After a great shock or loss or change, a stillness comes. We sit still and receive life without leaning forward to grasp at it or commenting on it—think of the way a king or queen receives visitors. We haveContinue reading “A Formal Feeling Comes”