Ash Wednesday

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The Mud of Us

Grief calls for outlandish acts of love.

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Ash Blessings

No need to profess a thing.

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Embering

What to do with this grief over what happened to you? I don’t know, so I’m making a ritual. 

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How We Are Holding

I keep turning to trees these dead-of-February, unending pandemic days.

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The Dust of Us

I love walking around with a sign of dying on my face.

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End-of-Life Lullaby

Grieving is a lit cave.

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Celebrate the Death

Dust to dust, the stuff of us, before and after life.

windyroad[Editor's note: you can read about Ashley's experience with biking as a "survivor" in the 2014 Closer to Free ride here. She has written more about cancer and her work with refugees here and in her KtB e-book <em>You Were Strangers: Dispatches From Exile</em>.]

Easter, A Bright Sadness

Death is a kind of light.

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Ashley Wednesday

“I go to Mass early, start the day laden with the strangeness of being a Christian, of being part of this we who celebrate death and resurrection. After the ashes,…

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Leaves of Ash

You forget and then remember: you’re dying.

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The Praying Habit: Week 1

Well, this is embarrassing. I forgot to pray on Ash Wednesday. I went to mass with two coworkers (the cathedral near our office had a service at a more convenient…

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A Little Song I Wrote

People won’t buy Bobby McFerrin’s new album if they think he’s a Jesus freak. I was called upon to testify.

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The Lent Bin

I’ve barely got my Christmas decorations put away and was pondering hearts and snowflakes for St. Valentine’s Day when I realized that Lent begins February 13th this year. February. 13.…