In my Creative Nonfiction class, our first assignment was to take some bland imagery and rewrite it to paint a picture or fix a camera lens on the subject. This was my first attempt: We were given: A beautiful view And I wrote: She threw open the slider and stepped onto the rough-hewn balcony, inhaling … Continue reading Spirit & Creativity
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I heard a Fly buzz…
…everywhere. Much apology to Emily Dickinson and her lovely poem, "I heard a Fly buzz—when I died," but this is now one of my great fears: I will never escape all the buzzing and instead will die and still have houseflies buzzing in my final resting place. It is really hot in Savannah and my … Continue reading I heard a Fly buzz…
Sirens
My office sits right across the street from a local fire and ambulance station in our town. I always feel I have to apologize when one of my spiritual direction clients about jumps out of her seat as we sit in a quiet moment of prayer and suddenly a siren goes off. But when I … Continue reading Sirens
