by Laurie Klein, as originally published here “Lilt” in Lent? Well yes, the word’s synonyms suggest faith on the upswing: spirited, buoyant, springy. How on earth can I consider those…
by Laurie Klein May I start with a confession? I hate my limp. Lately, militant arthritis is on the rampage, sidelining me from activities I’ve taken for granted. Like walking.…
by Laurie Klein Our prayer group settles into the waiting silence. We inhale more slowly. Exhale fully. The woman guiding our meditation beckons us deeper . . . “Picture yourself…
by Laurie Klein Mama deserves a gift. That’s what I think. When she leaves the house, I scurry into the kitchen. I gather a funnel, bud vase, and empty jar.…
by Laurie Klein You only get one life. *CHRISTMAS, 2000: THAILAND* I miss my armchair back home. Upholstered wings to enfold and console me. Safe adventures via good books. No…
by Laurie Klein We are all baked from the same clay. —Old Dutch proverb *ADVENT, 2000: THAILAND* Did I mention I hate red dirt? Scientists tell us that dirt, no…
by Laurie Klein “Adventures are never fun while you’re having them.” —C. S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader November 29 marks the birthday of beloved author C. S.…
Table Talk by Laurie Klein “What time is it?” “What’s for dinner?” “Why am I here?” Ancient, universal questions: Silently or aloud, we still ask them. Questions like these arise…
by Laurie Klein Symmetry A WOMAN BOWS over her potter’s wheel. She centers the clay’s ungainly heft, digs in her thumbs to create a hollow, then coaxes the sides upward.…
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