Saturday, April 11, 2015
the secret changes
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- Laura
- Georgia, United States
- I live at the edge of the forest in a little town in the north Georgia mountains. I teach sixth grade Language Arts and am writing a memoir of sorts about family, spirituality, and narrative. I am also exploring a possible writing project having to do with contemporary lay contemplative experience and how it might be informed by the Desert Fathers and Mothers of early Christianity. I am a relatively recent convert to Roman Catholicism and an admirer of Pope Francis, Leonardo Boff, Joan Chittister, and Richard Rohr. I'm a Lay Associate of Our Lady of the Holy Spirit Monastery in Conyers, Georgia. I am interested in indigenous cultures, narratives, and spirituality, especially how these can inform my spirituality as a lay contemplative. I write, read, take pictures, play around with creating ephemera from paper and cloth and other organic things. I cook, hike, watch wildlife, and collect random bits of interesting oddness, both tangible and abstract. I am a seer of smallness and a caretaker of ridiculous minutiae. If you want, e-mail me at riverrun67@gmail.com or lksorrells@hotmail.com.
Beautifully written, Laura, straight from God's heart, to yours to mine. So divine & sublime. xo
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Marion. I am so glad you liked this. From God's heart to mine to yours---I like that. I hope so.
DeletePerceptive and moving poem, Laura. Thank you. As I get older, I realize --and remember-- there are some things in faith, nature and character that are perfected in darkness.
ReplyDeleteIt would seem so. Thank you, Geo. As ever, I appreciate your kind words.
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