Tag: covid
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The Stations of Acceptance

It’s easy to look back with sighs of regret, as a mother “in the weeds,” as a person in midlife, having made life’s commitment at last, at the unfinished work; work that has been eclipsed by the demands of your dependents, and cannot be attended to again for some months or years, if ever. What…
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Words Underground

It was another “medicine walk,” as I call them. These have become indispensable. I’m not able to describe what goes on during my medicine walks in pictures, though as a painter, I sorely wish I could. That’s why I’m stuck with words. Words in English. Words, words, words. Words like worms beneath my feet in…
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Our Lady of Sorrows

I had heard of the Seven Sorrows Rosary many years ago. I was curious about it back then, when I was a single, new, “baby” Catholic, but honestly, I was a little afraid of it. Somehow, it just felt too heavy; maybe just a little too maudlin for me. Too…Marian? But that was before I…
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Pilgrim with a Pencil

It is important for me to keep writing. I have a physical journal where I put things. I put a hell of a lot of things on my Telegram channels and chat groups these days, and a sprinkle the rest over my poor husband’s ear while he’s trying to get some sleep. I’ve got to…
