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Hi.

Welcome to my blog. I'm Emily, a writer and spiritual retreat leader based in Chicago, Il.

Unexpected Miles

Unexpected Miles

The long-gone saints never

rode airplanes,

never climbed to the roar of engines

never peeked out windows, necks craning to see the

slope of the earth curl gently underneath them.

I wonder what they may have uncovered

in heights they could have only imagined

with the whole world spread out beneath them

rivers snaked underfoot

the web of the world arching

where the earth descends past the horizon.

Would God still be skyward,

stars and moons hanging just within their grasp?

I wonder if they would stretch their hands wide, 

and squish their faces hard against the glass

to see if God, laying out, just above the skirts of clouds

might let Her hand slip under

and trace our shape with Her fingers.

The Kind of Person who Does Yoga: On Self-Awareness

The Kind of Person who Does Yoga: On Self-Awareness

Follow Your Bliss! And Other Bullshit

Follow Your Bliss! And Other Bullshit