Activism, Prayer, Social Justice, Uncategorized, Woman and Nature

Reaching Through Darkness

  The basil I planted in January sits on my windowsill, arching sturdy stems toward the light.¬†I sit back from my computer and take a breath. I feel like those arching basil¬†plants: desiring sunshine, planted a bit too early. Sometimes it feels as if I were born into the wrong time, or perhaps the wrong… Continue reading Reaching Through Darkness