chronicler of mending hearts.
collective wisdom travelogian.
teller of tales, real and imagined.
skills: curious and curiouser
i once read the phrase, a clown of God in Edward Hirsch’s poem Gabriel and multiple people had to explain to me that this was not a compliment. i’m still not convinced.
i once lived as a nun in a convent and some folks told me this meant i was devout and some other folks told me i was a heretic. so, you know, perspective.
one of my dearest friends called me a heretic. i like to believe this is a compliment.