silence

  • Beginning to Pray (again)

    I’ve come to a place in daily prayer where I feel like I’m only just getting started. In a way, this isn’t a surprising feeling. As we go deeper and deeper into a practice (into any kind of practice), we… Continue reading

    Beginning to Pray (again)
  • Sitting in silence with my daughters

    Most of my backyard is a steep hill. Outside the back door, there is a short, flat space of maybe twenty or thirty feet, then the land climbs suddenly at a sharp angle. The hillside is covered in trees with… Continue reading

    Sitting in silence with my daughters