#78.8 Wednesday, March 18, 2026

Historical Setting: Jarrow, 794 C.E. Ousbert and I return to our cells in the guest quarters. Tonight, I don’t light a candle. There is nothing I need to read and nothing else that needs to be written. I can just sit here in the darkness and sort through the shady corners of this day —Continue reading “#78.8 Wednesday, March 18, 2026”

#78.7 Tuesday, March 17, 2026

Historical Setting: Jarrow, 794 C.E.  Ousbert and I are walking back to Jarrow passing through the pauper’s wood, this night. This is the path no one chooses. It is that dark place, imagined, but never visited — a wilderness of poverty that wilts the wings of angels and dirties the hems of their gowns. We’veContinue reading “#78.7 Tuesday, March 17, 2026”