Entries tagged with “Our Community Journal”
We needed a miracle, and received one...
In the summer of 2002 we invited our readers to take two leaps of faith — first by writing a personal essay, and then by letting us read it. We received many wonderful entries. Here’s one of our favorites.
Now the cue for this parable: the crusty hot Cuban bread is placed to the left of every guest . . .
The lumberjack of a stranger and I embraced like old friends after a long absence. His awkward smile mirrored mine as we released each other, but I was surprised by my sense of euphoria.
The shop owner motioned toward the back of the shop.
A retired English teacher's touching, and timely, memory of his mother's kindness.
I picked up my mother early on an April morning last year to begin her birthday celebration. She was ready and waiting dressed in a gay blue-green polyester blouse with neat …
Reflections on the journey of our feet
If he knows our needs before we ask, why then should we ask?
"With the snow falling and wind howling, I stand up with certainty and clarity. I meet myself on top of the mountain. I celebrate the energy of my life."
One woman's journey with Rheumatoid Arthritis has served as a spiritual blessing and teacher.
Exploring the Healing Energies of Music
On being “an advocate, an activist for the expression of Love in all its forms . . .”
One rather innocuous experience delivered the most exhilarating, victorious, and perfect moments of my life.
The truth? Yes. That is what I believe is the magic of writing, what makes it a healing art — when we know ourselves with such intimacy and candor, we may flinch, but we do not run.