For The Birds
At the farmer’s market the grocer has decidedto give me a Bible lesson as I fumble for my walletto...
Read MorePosted by Cathryn Essinger | Jul 29, 2021 | Poetry |
At the farmer’s market the grocer has decidedto give me a Bible lesson as I fumble for my walletto...
Read MorePosted by Alfred K. LaMotte | Jul 23, 2021 | Poetry |
This kingdom needs no king.
It’s laws are inscribed in the palm
of the hand that hold a soup pot.
Ideology dissolves into a tear.
Posted by Benjamin Bagocius | Jul 15, 2021 | Poetry |
The swing would holdIsaiah if he ever decided to sit on itIt would holdJacqueline if she noticed...
Read MorePosted by Linda Parsons | Jul 8, 2021 | Poetry |
. The closest I’ve gotten to a near-death experience is my stepmother’s story of her tonsillectomy gone wrong. She bled and bled and floated from her body, watching from above as the doctor and nurses worked madly. She could even name the objects on top of the cabinets in the room.
Read MorePosted by Keri Withington | Jul 2, 2021 | Poetry |
Perhaps my miracle
is in the science…
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.