May This Water Bring You Blessing

I had a brother-in-law who was a carrot farmer. He had acres and acres of carrots. He showed me one of his fields once. There were only carrots as far as the eye could see. I asked him, how do you keep it just carrots? He explained that there are herbicides designed to kill everything…

The Memory of Water

In the beginning was water. My first home was the amniotic ocean inside my mother where I swam and dreamed and grew. This is where I received my first lessons on being a creature. Water was my first teacher. When things are difficult and I need to pray deep, I go to water. I always…

Housekeeping During The Apocalypse

I used to lie as often as I could on the ground beneath the reeling night sky, on snow, on muskeg, on beach logs—what astonishing extravagance! What infinite mystery! All those singing, pulsing stars, that unfathomable, irresistible moon, the Northern Lights swirling like crazy rivers of electric light. I thought we all had all the…

Hope: Dancing Towards Fullness of Life

The Dalai Lama says the purpose of life is happiness, sustained by hope. His logic is simple and attractive: since the future is unknowable, we may as well approach it with hope, with optimism. All I can say is, the Dalai Lama is not Catholic. I grew up in a religion which taught that hope…

Hatred: This Way Is Hell

I am the mother of an out, genderqueer young adult. Since the shootings in Orlando, Florida, I have been having nightmares about running with a child, going through fantastic acrobats to protect them. In my waking hours, I sob and sob about someone gunning down my baby. What motivates people to hate and then act…

I’m With Her!

This has been a big week for me as a female. Hillary Rodham Clinton is the first woman to be the presumptive nominee for a major party in the United States in our 240-year history. I was pleased that in her speech on Tuesday night, she acknowledged her mother. She also acknowledged all the women…