Charles J Sharp / CC BY-SA  (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0) I've recently spotted a couple of small cadres of enormous ...

I patted the crown of my head this morning, looking for my glasses.  Unfortunately, the palm of my hand met only silver streaked hair, a...

Many veils have been made in our home--veils for weddings and veils for baptisms, veils for prayer and veils for mourning, veils fo...

Mother of God, Lovingkindness As evenings grow darker, I find my thoughts traveling to the Advent wreath.  In years past, this is the we...

It's lilac season at Liturgical Time.  We're celebrating with a flurry of French laces and Springtime prints.  The studio is hummi...

I borrowed the Western calendar today, for a moment, and pondered.  As an Orthodox Christian, my Pacha, my Easter, will be May 1 this year....

The face of the mountain is a cacophony of forest green and toasted brown. She is thirsty. My soul glints brown too; I cannot write, and I...