Arise Beloved

Perhaps you are like me. A woman living in a confusing and chaotic time, bells and whistles all around. Distracting us. Beckoning us. Enveloped in noise. Nonsense. Perhaps you too, can daily toy with the knowing that you can drive through any of twenty-three local restaurants and pick up dinner. Push buttons on appliances for anything you need to get done around the house, let appliances do the hard and grimy work. Perhaps you, too, hold the knowing that we cannot heal ourselves. We cannot throw