A Stormy Start to Lent

A year can hold a lot of healing.  Even a year like 2020.  In one span of changing seasons broken walls can be repaired, ancient ruins rebuilt, foundations restored.  Open, oozing wounds can resolve into scars.  Lies can be uprooted by truth.  Hard, but freeing, truth.   Even so, the wind can shift unexpectedly, bringing with it whispers of those almost…

The Imaginative Path to Freedom

As I continue working my way slowly through this book of Ruskin’s writings, I feel like my eyes are being opened to really SEE things in a new and deeper way. Last night I was struck by his comparison of an unimaginative artist and an imaginative artist. Now, I don’t consider myself an artist of…