Transformation

As a teenager I used to wonder… by Bruce Black

As a teenager I used to wonder if I had faith and would pray to God uttering prayers that spoke of my faith using the words of my father and his father—Blessed are you,...

Finally home – by Hiba Zafran

Finally home Watching someone dig a grave, you realize the ground can teach us the importance of the willingness to receive. Last month, mangled heart in hand, I had apprehensively moved across the planet for a...

Scarred By Breast Cancer – by Diana Raab

At the age of forty-seven, my annual mammogram came back abnormal. After many consults, opinions, and tears, I opted for a mastectomy and reconstruction. Luckily, my type of cancer was DCIS (Ductal Carcinoma in...
Diana Raab

Transformed by Writing – by Diana Raab

I wish I had known how brave I actually was on the day my grandmother committed suicide. I was ten years old when she overdosed on sleeping pills in my childhood home. Like any...
Peace is all thee is

HaTikvah – by Aviva Derenowski

The Israeli national hymn is called “Hatikvah” which translates as “The Hope.” It expresses the hope of the Jewish people to settle in Israel, and make it their home, after an exile of two...

Mudslide – by Janette Kennedy

Danger brings us here, where the experts smile and say, “Just a little more time.” In their swagger, we let our secret seed out into the open, to bloom. It is a strong plant,...

Buoyed by a Bloom – by Anne Peek

I was startled into hope by a sturdy bloom. In a murky week filled with fatigue, overwhelm and heartache, I bought a small pot of Gerbera daisies, bright raspberry red to cheer me up....

The Past is Glass, Turpentine, Rags: A Garden of Love

 They think they love God! It is only his old clothes—of which they make scarecrows for the children. Where will they come nearer to God than in these very children? —Henry David Thoreau, Journal (Nov...

Saga of a dropout doper

At the age of 15 I decided I was going to be a writer. I loved books, and writing them seemed to be the greatest thing in the world to do. Now after eight...

Silent Retreat: A Stationary Pilgrimage

"The longest journey you will make in your life is from your head to your heart" - Sioux legend In December, friends offered to host a four day, mostly silent meditation retreat at their mountain...