A Vision for 20/20~My Sister’s Table

Enlarging the conversation with the first full moon of the decade:

Chakra Journeys

My Sister’s Table, Thanksgiving 2019.

December 2019

My Sister’s Table is a string of words that has accompanied me, tucked in my pocket as a reminder, a personal touchstone, of the capacity I find in women to hold the larger conversation, beyond the illusion of “sides.”

It arose out of a tender, painful conversation that took place between my sister and me, well over a dozen years ago, just after the re-election of Bush. That November, instead of heading across the border from Vermont into Canada, I headed south into the belly of the beast, the very state accused of rigging the election against Gore (he, who would have prioritized stewardship of the planet upon which we all rely.)

I arrived in Tampa during the Wal-Mart Superstore explosion which seemed to run right alongside the mainstreaming of Evangelicalism. In this alternative reality, men were still head of the household, and…

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That Kind of Love

In the wake of teen suicides around the nation and the call to cease the bullying, particularly around sexual orientation, these lines from Dostoyevsky, point the way…

“Love all God’s creation, the whole and every grain of sand of it. Love every leaf, every ray of God’s light. Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it ceaselessly, more and more every day. And you will come at last to love the whole world with an abiding, all-embracing love.”
– Father Zosima of Dostoyevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov