The world begins at a kitchen table. No matter what, we must eat to live.The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set on the table. So it has been since creation, and it will go on.We chase chickens or dogs away from it. Babies teethe at the corners. They scrape their knees under it.It is her...

You can dance in a hurricane. But only if you are standing in the eye. ~ Brandi Carlile Dear Springhouse community,This month, the metaphor I chose to speak to the mysteries of this life, and the power they have to ground us in our lives, is a hurricane.A couple of years ago, I was diagnosed with...