Beloveds:
Since I began this venture more than two years ago, I have had a new writing for you nearly every week. Occasionally I miss a week because of unforeseen circumstances, and occasionally I re-publish something because it fits the season so well, but I have written over a hundred poems, prayers, and meditations just for you. A few of you have told me that these writings are very meaningful to you, and I am glad.
I am now making an enormous transition: from full-time community ministry working from home in Grass Valley, CA, to 3/4 time parish ministry in Napa, CA, two hours away. I will be renting an apartment (at the top of a little barn in the middle of a meadow) in Napa, and commuting back to Grass Valley every fourth week.
While I make this transition, I will need to take some time away from writing. For the next two months, I will re-publish older poems, prayers, and meditations–so you will still receive something in your inbox each week. I will return to writing new material in September, unless something even more terrible or beautiful happens than has happened before, in which case I will respond with a new prayer.
In the meantime, please make a donation to help me keep the website up and running. It costs several hundred dollars each year to maintain. This has been my gift to the world–to you in particular–but I need your help to keep it going.
Please know that wherever I am and whatever I am doing, I am holding you in my heart. Whatever happens in the world this summer–and who knows what that might be, given all that has happened in the last couple of years–I am thinking of you and processing it all right along with you.
Let us not let world events crush us. Let us love the summer fruit and the long hot days and the cold rivers and the cricket song and the happy shouts of children as much as ever, even as we do everything we humanly can to get the concentration camps closed and the children reunited with their parents. Our joy in life is what feeds our work for justice.
May your summer be filled with blessings.
Love,
Rev. Leisa