Stone Yard Devotional

by Charlotte Wood

But still, it has surprised me, over the years, to discover how many people find the idea of habitual kindness to be somehow suspect: a mask or a lie.

then let the thought fall away as I always do – dropped into the ocean beneath all my urgent, passing desires

would be impossible to explain to anyone from my old life why or how this – whatever it is; servitude? – fills me with such peace.

my mother was a person who respected the fact of belief in and of itself.