This week I’ve been transcribing interviews and sifting through photos from my time in Italy. I wrote this post right after I got back but had other things I wanted to share in those first few weeks of being home. Now seems like a good time to return to some of the things I experienced … Continue reading The Journey Home
When I was on pilgrimage in Italy this summer, something surprised me: I found myself craving plateaus. There is a hike here in Virginia that I have done a couple of times called Crabtree Falls. It is up, up, up for 2 miles. A series of switchbacks and stairs to the top of a waterfall. … Continue reading Learning to Love Plateaus
Nick tells me when he was little, he had a pair of gerbils. Every night they would go to work, shuffling around their cage rearranging their wood chips. He would wake up each morning and find a new masterpiece. Sometimes he would find a huge hill piled up on one side, other times there would … Continue reading My Husband Thinks I’m A Gerbil
I’ve been home from Italy for a week now, and I’m slowly finding the words to share what it was like to meet a group of pilgrims and journey with them. In the wake of such a formative experience, I’m finding that slow is how I want to go. I want to slow down, to … Continue reading Slow Steps: Leaning into a Posture of Pilgrimage
I am writing this post just a few hours before I head to catch my overnight flight to Italy. As you are reading though, I am already walking somewhere in Italy. It is the fifth day of my journey on the Via Francigena, and if everything goes according to plan, today I will walk 18 … Continue reading Pilgrim Prayers
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