Dwelling in the edgelands can help us find what’s most hidden.
By summer, the plants are working overtime. It's a wonder we don't have as many words for green as the Inuit have for snow.
Flesh is indeterminate. It flows, changes over time, and is consumed and transformed. It becomes the reality of rich spiritual encounter.
People do not float through life in the bubble that is their skin. We are grounded, dependent beings that live through the lives and deaths of others.