readings for the week are here and here, and: “Insomniac”--by Maya Angelou There are some nights when sleep plays coy, aloof and disdainful. And all the wiles that I employ to win its service to my side are useless as wounded pride, and much more painful. This week, I have been afraid… Continue reading What gets you through the night when magic won’t
So, a few months ago, I went away to the convent (get thee to a nunnery!) and had this crazy idea. An amazing thing happened while I was at the convent, but I have to go back in time a bit before I tell you about it. I have a PhD. It sits in a… Continue reading If you build it, will they come?