Emmaus Was Never the Destination

by Lane | Easter, Poetry

This piece was first written as a poem nearly fifteen years ago, born out of a quiet meditation on the road to Emmaus and the mysterious ache of hearts set ablaze. At the time, it held more wonder than understanding—an attempt to name what it feels like to encounter...

Writing Your Way Through Advent

by Lane | Advent, Poetry, Writing

I sat in Marilyn McEntyre’s Advent poetry class last Tuesday evening. My brown eyes burned, fighting to stay awake. Up way past my normal bedtime as I am an early bird to the nth degree, I wrestled with the tiredness I felt at that moment. Yet my heart bound joyfully...

Advent: Behold Jesus

by Lane | Advent, Poetry, Writing

This December blog is brought to you by the word Behold with a hint of prose.   Behold.   In autumn Sun greets the day full of reds and oranges, golds and yellows.   Leaves – once green, crisp up, curling in the drying air loosening their grip upon...

Entry Ways into the Writing World

by Lane | Poetry, Writing

Front doors exist as logical ways to enter a space. Yet, quite often, there’s more than one way to achieve entry: Side doors. Back doors. Through the porch. Through the garage. Through the fence to the little entryway most easily accessible.   The majority of my...

Holy Spirit Liturgy

by Lane | Devotional, Pentecost, Poetry, Spiritual Disciplines

O Holy Spirit, Paraclete Most High, You are the One who comes along within Imparting life to keep our hearts alive. We worship You, Spirit of Life.   We praise You, Spirit of Life. Thank You, Spirit, for Your living breath within us. O Holy Spirit of the...

Poetry Formed

by Lane | Poetry, Spiritual Practices, Writing

Try to remember the first time you heard a poem. If you could unearth the past, it’s likely you first heard poetry as an infant. Brief playful words probably appeared in your childhood, relics of communications laced with love. Perhaps your grandmother or your father,...