Post #15.11, Wed., December 23, 2020

Historical setting: 6th Century C.E. Somewhere in the Pyrenees          We asked the one who markets stone carvings what artist created this sculpture of the baby Jesus and his mother.          Antton explains, “We were at the quarry we use to cut the stone for this winter’s work when we discovered another man using ourContinue reading “Post #15.11, Wed., December 23, 2020”

Post #13.10, Thursday, October 22, 2020

Historical setting: Remembering the First Century, Jerusalem          Nic is still listening to my ancient family story. And I am still telling it.          “While my father, known as Simon, worked in the marketplace at the Temple porticos he contracted an illness, probably a pox, spreading among the foreign merchants in those days. He calledContinue reading “Post #13.10, Thursday, October 22, 2020”

Post #13.9, Wednesday, October 21, 2020

Historical setting: Remembering the First Century, Bethany          I mentioned the Gospel of Luke used our family as characters in stories, but that author didn’t even know us.           Nic says, “I did notice there was that part in Luke where your sisters squabbled and Jesus got in the middle of it. And of courseContinue reading “Post #13.9, Wednesday, October 21, 2020”

Post #13.8, Tuesday, October 20, 2020*

Historical setting: Remembering the First Century (*Looking for this post on Tuesday? Saving words digitally is clearly not as reliable as was once an ancient clay pot with papyrus scrolls stashed in a cave. Lazarus-Ink will be back on schedule this week.)          Nic and I have set the conversation between us on my childhood Continue reading “Post #13.8, Tuesday, October 20, 2020*”

Post #13.7, Thursday, October 15, 2020

Historical setting: 563 C.E. Ascending into the Pyrenees          Cloud shadows on the mountains seem to make the ever-still earth forms of rock rise and fall like the waves on a sea. We thought finding our way through this range would be the simple part going up to the mountain top then down into Gaul,Continue reading “Post #13.7, Thursday, October 15, 2020”

Post #13.6, Wednesday, October 14, 2020

Historical setting: 563 C.E. Ascending into the Pyrenees          The fog clears. No words. Awe is a word too small. Dear God, was it your intention that human eyes would be given privilege to see so wide? Have we taken a step too far and now we see all of earth from a holy place?Continue reading “Post #13.6, Wednesday, October 14, 2020”

Post #12.13, Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Historical setting: 563 C.E., the Inn at Bragda          Back at the inn now, and it’s the disappointment I’d feared.  The Rose is not in the stall. Nic’s things are already gone from the loft. The innkeeper says he paid ahead for me and my horse for this night and he will pay more ifContinue reading “Post #12.13, Tuesday, September 29, 2020”

Post #12.12, Thursday, September 24, 2020

Historical setting: 563 C.E., Bragda After I met with the bishop, after my mind was clear of wishes, and my memories were of grief, now I find Nic is not where I expected to find him: just outside, practicing his horsemanship. He is nowhere to be seen. He left an apple for my horse.  WhatContinue reading “Post #12.12, Thursday, September 24, 2020”

Post #12.7, Tuesday, September 15, 2020

Historical setting: 563 C.E. Bragda          There is a sense of apprehension in Nic as I have asked the Bragda librarian to turn to a particular passage in this one hundred year old copy of the Gospel of John. My own sense of its source was confirmed when I first saw it, but Nic isContinue reading “Post #12.7, Tuesday, September 15, 2020”

Post #12.6, Thursday, September 10, 2020

Historical setting: 563 C.E. Bragda Nic sees no need to question my remembrances any further. He is sure I am recalling the Council of Bragda in 561. But I fear my glimpses of remembering may be reaching back one hundred years. I will know if there is any truth to this concern when I seeContinue reading “Post #12.6, Thursday, September 10, 2020”