The Beloved’s Playlist

I awaken with a quiet lethargy. It tugs at me like a lead weight pulling me deep into the ocean. But I rise from my bed, do my spiritual practice, and head into the world. I drive to the grocery store, and on the way, the weight bears down again. After a week of...

Scrooge Buys a Tree

Last year just a few days after I bought a Christmas tree for my mother, it died. Its needles dried to a frank crispness, its color turned a dull sage. It shed itself onto the carpet and transformed into Charlie Brown’s original tree. All because I had a Scrooge...