Distracted from Distraction by Distraction
In the world of machines and corporations, you can’t think, you can’t dream, you can’t pray.
A Mourning Dove on the News
I silently noted the tiles on the sidewalks, the salty flavor of miso soup, the glimpse of a persimmon tree behind the chapel.
Attentiveness to the Ordinary
I know how transformative it is to have an intentional community, to commit to not being alone together but being together together.
A Meandering Spirit: One Year Later
I’ve now been a graduate for a full year—enough time to get used to the monotony of work, rent, groceries, etc.
Roving Spirit
Is it weird to empathize with a rover?
Call For Audition Submissions
Are you interested in joining the post calvin community? We have openings for new writers beginning this August, and we’d love to hear from you!
Summer Joys and Blues
When I ran out of school, I crashed into grief.
Well-Collected Junk
A right angle? In my house? Can’t count on it.
Did I Blow the Chance I Had to Meet My Childhood Hero?
I kept practicing throughout the day, like “Hey Abby, big fan, could I grab a picture?”
What I Used To Be
In some shots, you can see things that I recognize from my childhood—a clock, a chair, some of the my brother’s first toys.
