Late That Night
A week before school, we slipped into the pool, a round above-ground, still...
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Category: Poetry
Church Door
To whom was I not open? I tried to be
a church door, like the one unlocked
when I was a child visiting relatives
for the weekend. I’d cross the road, slip
inside. I had the place to myself. It was
myself. Vacant. Hymn-haunted. Wordless.
The Braided Way
The Braided Way is a framework to see every faith tradition as a strand, braided into a larger whole of spiritual awareness. In the Braided Way, combining spiritual practice from various faiths allow us to explore sacred experience and wonder in forms that resonate with our personal spiritual needs and sacred intuitions. In today’s culture, many people shun religious dogma, but yearn for spiritual connection. The Braided Way allows the ceremonies and practices of multiple faiths to be available without the confinements of cultural dogma.