The second task Harry Potter faces in the Triwizard Tournament takes place at the Great Lake of Hogwarts. Harry, who does not know how to swim, has to rescue his best friend Ron Weasley, held captive under the water by the merpeople who live in the lake. At the last minute, … [Read more...] about The voluntary dive
When we lived in Alaska, our dog and I took weekly herding lessons. We weren't very good at it. Herding dogs require a firm hand and a focused mind, and I have neither of those. But I learned enough that shepherding's metaphors shape the way I think. Shepherds and sheepdogs … [Read more...] about Focus on my what?
I'm daunted by the necessary discipline that lies between me and the writing life I want. I look at writers I admire and sigh, wondering, "Will I ever get there?" When I am most discouraged, sometimes it helps me to remember that we do not all start at the same … [Read more...] about Michael Pollan had a pig
This morning before waking I had a preacher's dream. Ministers each have their own type of preaching-anxiety dreams, and mine are usually endless variations on not having my sermon manuscript with me. This was a different kind of dream. … [Read more...] about The mother of all preacher’s dreams
Just over a year ago, Liesl gave me a set of really good knives for Christmas. Sometimes when you've been together for a long time, presents become part of the narrative. Our story about knives is that Liesl always complains that our knives are as dull as spoons. I know that … [Read more...] about Use the good knives