Callie J. Smith

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Tag: spiritual practices

Befriending the Unknown (Kat’s Dreams)

Feb 21, 2023

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Callie J. Smith

in hope and imagination, spirituality and creativity

What if we saw the unknowns of life not as things to worry about but as spaces full of promise?
Inviting Our Demons in for Tea (Kat’s Dreams)

Feb 7, 2023

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Callie J. Smith

in hope and imagination, spirituality and creativity

Sometimes it helps to spend time with the difficult things in our lives using a grace-filled lens and a lot of imagination about what God might actually be redeeming even now.
Thoughts and Readings, Part 1 (Kat’s Dreams)

Jan 18, 2023

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Callie J. Smith

in hope and imagination, spirituality and creativity

Many thanks to RM Media for providing this video opportunity to “think out loud” about reading and writing as spiritual practices and about my new book, Kat’s Dreams. Video Transcript: Smith: For me, writing is a way of paying attention, which is a form of reverence. I try to tell stories that pay attention to…
The Beauty of Rest

Jun 13, 2022

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Callie J. Smith

in spirituality and creativity

“Look!” His brakes screeched as the bike came to a stop. I caught up and slowed to a stop behind him. My friend pointed to the side of the trail. “Do you know what these are?” I looked down. “Mayapples?” “Mayapples. You know they’re native to Indiana?” I nodded. With that, he dove into a…
Remembering Hope

Apr 6, 2022

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Callie J. Smith

in grief and memory, hope and imagination

All winter I watched a neighbor’s deck lights from my back window as they glowed against the grey and cold. The string of lights stretched between tree branches above the wooden deck. Morning and evening, I watched those lights create a small space of warmth against the dark woods beyond. I suppose I needed that…
Claiming a Fast in Pandemic Time: On How We Carry What We Miss

Oct 21, 2021

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Callie J. Smith

in grief and memory

Before the pandemic, the scent of warm, yeasty bread would have filled the chapel. Someone from our school’s café would have walked down in the hour or so before the service to leave a fresh-baked loaf wrapped in a white towel on the table. We’d have smelled it through all the prayers, music, and spoken…

About the author

Callie J. Smith writes about women who, like her, are finding themselves. Her stories and essays explore everyday things like hope, creativity, and grief.