Author: Laurel Archer
Olympic Observations
I have enjoyed watching the winter Olympics this year, but I can’t stand too much tension. Hockey is out – that game is just one long continuous strain for me. I remember trying to wat... Read More
A Winter ‘Holiday’ Pt 2
I don’t like being a tourist, because as a tourist I never seem to experience the heart of a place. The heart of a place is with the people who live there, who hold jobs and raise children and... Read More
A Winter ‘Holiday’
When I was a child my imagination was captured reading about and listening to people talk about far away places. I was fascinated by the differences in everyday life. This included, thanks to scho... Read More
Prayer for the New Year
Turning. Let this be my New Year’s revolution turning to what is, rather than some fantasy. ‘That’ me and ‘that’ day were just forced. This me will have to do; today is all I have to turn to... Read More
A Sonnet for Emma
I have a brother who celebrates his birthday during the Christmas season and he suffered a little as a child, feeling his day was washed out by the bigger celebration of Christmas. Since my daughter... Read More
Dec 24 – The Magi
Pilgrimage a yes-quest begins when you decide to go. It continues until you find it: a place, person, something… like a longing, or a hope that’s filling up your heart. It will turn out dif... Read More
Dec 23 – Shepherds
Rough and Simple They were stargazers too and wise in their way, familiar with the night skies, comforted by constellations drifting lazy over sleeping sheep. They were expecting (if they expec... Read More
Dec 22 – Baby Jesus
Born, Wrapped I remember swaddling my babies trying to extend the comfort they received from my arms so when they laid alone not in a manger, but a crib they’d have the snug memory of love wrapped a... Read More