by Lisa Forkner | Mar 28, 2024 | Lent, Uncategorized, Writings
Dry and dry and dry in each direction. Dust dry. Desert dry. Bone dry… —Jan Richardson, Where the Breath Begins) Have you ever stood on ground so dry that water flowing over it would not have a chance of penetrating it? Have you felt such dust in...
by Lisa Forkner | Mar 14, 2024 | Lent, Uncategorized, Writings
When I was very little I learned to swim underwater from one end of the pool to the other. I did not yet know how to swim on the surface, but was surprisingly proficient two feet under it. I would climb down the ladder at the deep end of my grandparents’ pool,...