Milton Brasher-Cunningham

advent journal: advent-ku, allergy edition

sick with allergies waiting for winter to come waiting for relief my mind is stopped up ideas trapped behind the wall waiting for release Peace, Milton

advent journal: grieving

Again, with the technical difficulties. Here is my post from last night. grieving Peace, Milton

advent journal: road trip

road trip here is a well-traveled metaphor: life is a road a highway headed west wait -- not the interstate think two lane blacktop that hits all the lights in every small town intentional inconvenience that fills the booths in soul food cafés filling stations of the heart where whoever

advent journal: technical difficulties

The post is written, but our Wifi is down. All I can do is leave this message from my phone. I will post tomorrow. Peace, Milton

advent journal: the double nickel manifesto

I had not intended to publish a manifesto today, or any day for that matter, but this post at brainpickings.com set me to thinking what my manifesto would be at this juncture of my existence. Before I could begin to answer that question, however, I wanted to figure out

advent journal: blessed are those that mourn

I looked forward to being the prophet this morning at church. The verses that were mine to inhabit as I put on my robe and walked down the aisle of the church are some of my favorites from Isaiah 61: The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me, because

advent journal: advent-ku

I remain intrigued by the prospect of angels who must say, “fear not” as introduction to good tidings of great joy that come at a cost Peace, Milton

advent journal: moving pictures

For the last several days I have been changing the profile picture on my Facebook page as I shuffled through some pictures of my childhood. I don’t remember all of the situations, or even all the locations beyond a generality, but I do recognize myself in a more profound

advent journal: mash-up

I am old enough to remember buying Simon and Garfunkel’s record Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme when it came out in 1966. It’s the one that had (besides the title track) “Homeward Bound” and “The 59th Street Bridge Song” and a couple of lesser known ones that became

advent journal: today there was not enough light

today there was not enough light Peace, Milton

advent journal: good to grow

Sunday night I went over to the Pinhook, one of local bars, for the Fifth Birthday Celebration for Bountiful Backyards, our friends who helped create our little urban foodscape at our house. They do awesome work and I was happy to go and celebrate with them. The other reason for

advent journal: poem, too

The spirit       likes to dress up like this:            ten fingers,                  ten toes . . .(Mary Oliver, “Poem”) My father-in-law, Reuben Brasher, would have been eighty-one tomorrow; Wednesday marks eight weeks since he died.  I miss him. poem, too Peace, Milton