Grief is an Artist

Grief is an artist painting vivid strokes across the canvas of our lives. Like any artist wielding a brush, grief doesn’t ask if it can; it just does. Grief moves freely; boldly. Sometimes, grief leaves beauty in its wake. Sometimes, grief only leaves chaos. As an artist, grief is raw, unfiltered, and unapologetic. Shattered. Tattered.Continue reading “Grief is an Artist”

Listening in Stillness

Even though my role this year has been a little different, the noise that rings in my ears for days on end during our winter inclement weather service is still remarkably present. A thousand people talking at the same time can do that to you. For the past week, OurCalling, the organization I work for,Continue reading “Listening in Stillness”