Author: abigailblessing

  • Kairos Time

    Kairos Time

    It was only recently that I fully cognized what a sunrise entailed. The sun’s fingers slipped through my window, dappling my wall with dim light. At their sight, I felt an odd sensation of sorrow. Were not these the same rays that had woken me every morning for what felt like centuries? My mind stretched…

  • Vignette of Thomas

    Vignette of Thomas

    The room was dark, claustrophobic. Faces, flushed with awe, and voices, lilting with eagerness, undulated across the room. A man sat in the corner, hidden from view. The awful sounds, noises even fastened doors could not contain, crowded him. Like a knife, they pricked his skin. A chasm had cleaved between him and the others.…

  • Dainty Things

    Dainty Things

    I glanced out of the window, my eyes absorbing the Malaysian foilage and swaying flowers. Summer winds, for it is always summer, rustle through the trees, stirring the leaves to a soft waltz. Butterflies pirouette through the air, flaunting wings of ivory, ebony silk, deep amber, and pale yellow. A question transpires in my mind:…

  • “Do Something That Won’t Compute”

    “Do Something That Won’t Compute”

    There is a decided tiredness that seems to settle as the afternoon wanes and evening approaches. The world – bright with motion and brilliance – starts to fade, as night draws near. The fatigue trapped beneath rigid bricks of necessity and immediate action flutters forth, hanging shadows on the walls, the flowers, the chairs. I…

  • Eight New Year’s Wishes (& I was published)

    Eight New Year’s Wishes (& I was published)

    Greetings dear friends and gentle souls, I hope all is well wherever you are. Twenty-twenty-one has been a difficult year for me and for many I know (and I don’t know). Although I know well the frail nature of human expectation, I do believe in hope. And, inspired by Sarah Clarkson’s post on New Year’s…

  • November Letter: Cardinals & Cool Skies

    November Letter: Cardinals & Cool Skies

    Dear friends, Rest has arrived at last. After three and a half months of school with no breaks, it’s strange (and lovely) to revel in the repose this fall break provides. On the evening of my first day of break, I kneeled by my window, letting my soul drink in the beauty of the setting…