how I imagine Jesus would interact with a child with autism also on Substack - marychasewrites.substack.com Last year, at a retreat at Ignatius House, I learned about imaginative prayer. Imaginative prayer, or Ignatian Contemplation, is a part of the Ignatian Spiritual Exercises that offers a very active way
I couldn't help it, yes, I let it get in The helpless optimism of spring Worn out and tired and my heart near retired And the world bent double from weeping And yet, the birds begin to sing -"Daffodil" by Florence + the Machine Today is
A millennial's lament: my childhood is trapped in a world that no longer exists, and it's a world all of us seem to perpetually yearn to find again. When I hear nostalgic music on TikTok and Instagram reels with a slideshow of photos from a 1995
In the words of Chappell Roan...."six months since April, and I'm doing better." It's been a minute. I didn't intend for half a year to pass before I wrote here again. Here's some of what I've been
My son will turn 4 years old next week. If I close my eyes, I am only a moment away from all of the sights, sounds, textures, tastes, and smells of newborn life. The sight of blooms in our Dogwood tree, the smell of a (clean) Pamper's size
When I look at the photos on my phone's camera roll from March 2023, this is what I see: 1. A particularly pretty pattern of clouds as I saw them from the window of my flight to Memphis, my sixth trip to Tennessee within eight weeks. 2. A
On June 13, 2024, the lingering smell of a catered lunch made me gag so hard, I almost threw up in the lobby of my OBGYN office. This was familiar to me; when I was pregnant with my son, Addison, I only threw up a handful of times — but I
For Lent this year, I'm trying to wake up an hour earlier than I normally do. Which is going to mean waking up around 5:30am because my son wakes up fully ready to take on the world by at least 6:30am (sometimes earlier). I used to