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prac·tice Noun The actual application or use of an idea, belief, or method as opposed to theories about such application or use. Verb Perform (an activity) or exercise (a skill) repeatedly or regularly in order to improve or maintain one’s proficiency. I like to joke that I’m not the type of doctor who helps people,…
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The first breadcrumb word that Parker Palmer put down. . . the first breadcrumb phrase Madeline Le’Engle decided to write. . . the first breadcrumb step that Henry Nowen took to put his ideas on paper, a form that would stay. Each crumb led to the next and the next, until five loaves and two…
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Thunder just shook the house, and I’m sitting here rocking back and forth as rumbles hug the air. No, I’m not scared, just gliding in the cushy chair and ottoman we bought when we were expecting Charli. It’s been a long weekend, filled with car miles, family and fishing. And here I am again after…
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It’s late and chilly. My one-year-old nudges my thigh and points out the screen door. We’re just letting the dog out, but my daughter’s got a hunger for playing outside. Hearing a whisper nudge that seems to say, “Why not?” I slide out of the way holding her tiny hand as she has more bravery…
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While classes have been over for a bit, I’m on the cusp of “just summer” as I close the book on my last task of the school year with my friend/writing buddy/colleague. I’ll still have work to do, but here is my prayer for summer 2013. Less grading. . . More poetry. Less lunch at…
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My daughter was born just before midnight on March 21, 2012. During my pregnancy, some moms told me that the labor memory would ease with passing years. Feeling filled with baby and worry, I didn’t believe them for a second, but now, looking back, I see what they meant, as I try to piece together…
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The notes are bouncing around us, and we run. We run down front to the throng of people, my husband 30, and me not-quite-30. The group’s energy is pulsing, younger than we are, but we run down anyway. It’s all moving and the song is swelling, and it’s so alive, and we’re lost in the…
Evi Wusk 