She led me into a room packed with family and the Holy Ghost, then gestured toward an old man seated in the pit of raw grief. I hunkered down beside him and yelled the first words that came though my heart. [Read More]
Evergreen Testament
Suddenly I feel like I’m standing on sacred ground. My sense of kinship with the place expands in the company of cedars, some large enough to barely get my arms around. I press my palms against the taut skin of their trunks. I revel in the scent of sprigs picked up from earth their kind have nourished for lifetimes.