Lux perpetua

Lux perpetua

I sit quietly in an ornately decorated Portland church, hands in my lap, surrounded by the smell of incense, colorful stained glass windows, and the solemn but soaring crystalline melodies of a choir singing Fauré’s Requiem in Latin: Fac eas, Domine, de morte transire ad vitam (Grant them, O Lord, to pass from death to … Continue reading

Just a handful of coals

Just a handful of coals

“Stars, you are the heavens’ flock, tangling your pale wool across the night sky, bits of oily fleece catching on barbs of darkness to swirl in black wind.” -from “The Heaven’s Flock” by Paulann Petersen, Oregon Poet Laureate We look upwards for answers. When the sun sets, blushing the sky and then sneaking away around … Continue reading

A new day, dazzling.

A new day, dazzling.

Hark! Spring has arrived! Somehow, without much indication of its transition, winter has been left behind in the mountains and the city has come alive with new life. This week, I have been able to walk out the front door without a jacket and stroll along the sidewalk, smelling the perfume of just-blooming flowers in … Continue reading