Last September my children, a neighbor and I were outside in the front yard when we heard shots fired half a block away. We have always felt very safe in our neighborhood, so at first we didnʼt know what had happened. Minutes later, police cars careened down our street... [more]
Our Collective Journal
June/July 2013
"I have often felt a motion of love to leave some hints
in writing of my experience of the goodness of God."
--John Woolman
Chapter 13
When was a time that your body
helped you see the Light?
Song of Solomon, painting by Cody F. Miller
Song of Solomon 2:1-17. http://www.codyfmiller.com/
Glow in the dark
Glow in the dark (Photo by Margaret Kellermann)
The windowsill saint is glowing from inside, at sunset. Her body is giving off light stored from the day.

My Body is a Strict Schoolmarm
Glasses halfway down her nose,
Staring me down—
No ruckus allowed! Nagging me.
I repay her with all kinds of grief:
the same currency she grants me.
I cartoon her chin wattle, her saggy arms,
laughing at her wide behind. Caught,
I’m banished to the Principal—
Corporal re-education—a... [more]
Sheer Faith
They told me not to look down…yet I felt compelled anyway. I didn’t see a way up the almost sheer, nearly vertical rock face, so I looked down, hoping to see some way to move. That was a mistake.
I was just learning to rock climb as part... [more]
Not Another Step
When I went to visit Prague in 2002, I followed stories instead of streets. I followed the story of Rabbi Lowe’s golem, the story of King Wenceslas, the story of Tycho Brahe’s silver nose. I followed all the interwoven histories and legends of Prague. It made for lots of... [more]
Listening With My Body
This experience has come through my awareness of a large construction project at my living community, Rose Villa. Due to begin actively this coming winter and to last perhaps eighteen months intensely, this project will be big (about half of our landscape), disruptive (right in the middle and affecting... [more]
Ode to a Fibroid
Hard like a rock
Round like a globe
Blood filled
Like you think you're nurturing something
Invaded my world
Just like a parasite
Made of my tissue
Blood filled
Like you think you are part of me
Devoured my energy
You act like a baby
Make my... [more]
The Body is Amazing
This video is an invitation to honor and celebrate the gifts of the human body.
—Melanie Weidner

Discipline
In the spring of 1989 I joined a team to run the Hood-to-Coast Relay Race. I was in my early thirties, and looking for some inspiration and motivation to get into shape and maybe lose some weight. Running wasn’t fun, but it was aerobic and “good for you.”
There are no... [more]
My Body as Teacher
My body has been one of my greatest teachers.
When I was a teenager, I used to wish I could have a miracle, so I could see 20/20 and no longer need glasses, which I'd worn since I was 10 years old.
Then one day when I was around 18 or 19... [more]
Exercise as Peaceful Prayer
I believe God wants me to be the best steward of my physical body that I can be. I believe taking good care of my body is a responsibility that comes along with the gift of life God has given me.
I haven't always felt this way. When I was in... [more]

