Growing up in rural Minnesota meant my mom had a huge garden. She tended it all summer and then canned and froze vegetables to keep our family well-nourished all winter. I would help my mom…
“The seed is in the ground. Now may we rest in hope While darkness does its work.” – Wendell Berry In the grief groups we facilitate, people sometimes say something…
The subdued, winter light streams through the window, illuminating the dust motes in the air. The room sits nearly empty, except for a single chair… An empty room can be a source of sadness and feelings of emptiness, or it can…
December is upon us and with it comes the busyness of the season: twinkling lights, holiday cheer and frenzied shopping. But it is also a time of gathering darkness, short…