Reading with the Queen of Wands
What are spiritual tools for in our contemporary moment? (Hint: they're not always about worst possible outcomes.)
A month ago, our dog Fitz ran away for about an hour. My dogs are my children as much as my kids or my essays are my children, and I was terrified, frantic, beside myself, bereft. For forty-five minutes, my husband Kiernan screamed Fitz’s name and tugged our four-year-old around through the trenchant trees of heaven and strange oaks and monstrous blackb…