hunger is the only story

"Food is not merely something we eat. It is a ceaseless reminder that we are mortal, earthbound, hungry, and in need. We are bound by a biological imperative that forever keeps us returning to the soil, plants, animals, and running waters for replenishment. Eating is life. Each time we eat, the soul continues its earthly journey. With every morsel of food swallowed a voice within says, ‘I choose life. I choose to eat, for I yearn for something more.’"

the five walnuts

At the end of the day I stand at a rain-streaked window.  My eyes wander across the train tracks and through the five towering black walnut trees that line the edge of the park, to the silver water beyond.  The portal into the park is a narrow path that runs between the first two walnuts.  It follows a slight decline and the trees’ protruding roots form rough steps in the dirt.  Their bark is craggy and deeply scored.  The space between those trees resonates with time and the many heartbeats that have passed through it, including mine again and again.  

"And the world cannot be discovered by a journey of miles, no matter how long, but only by a spiritual journey, a journey of one inch, very arduous and humbling and joyful, by which we arrive at the ground at our own feet, and learn to be at home."

…I come
out to a world made new
by heat and light.

from “April Chores” by Jane Kenyon