Lane – Capricorn Rising

Remembering

Where do I know you from?

Holding each other in a tent on a rainy morning
This is something we’ve done before
I followed you here to remember that

Kisses

I want my love to seep into their pores like a salve
To circulate in their bloodstream
And stretch down into their warm bones

We often don’t know what the love of God really looks like, because we are looking to each other as examples of what love means. And those examples are often steeped in human pain, repression and trauma. The love of God doesn’t look like the love of a disappointed parent. The love of God is …

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Antlers in the Fall

I am writing this at 12:17pm on February 26, 2014, 7 days after my clavicle reconstruction surgery. I am 19 years old. I am writing this to myself.

Migration

Primordial as the sea’s tide,
Seasonal as the butterfly,
All living things must chart through time,
Their paths to food and peace of mind.

Drinks Over Dinner

The Eucharist reminds us that we have not been asked to look for God up in the sky, or in some transcendent realm of higher consciousness. Though God certainly exists in the cosmos as much as anywhere else, that is not the site of God’s creation of us. We were created here, on this physical Earth, specially shaped for this land, which has all we need to care for ourselves physically and spiritually.

Recovering from Radical Vulnerability

Does the practice of “radical vulnerability” necessarily facilitate open and accountable discussion, or can it be another avenue for white people to center our emotions and shield ourselves from criticism?