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| Preface | |
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| Introduction: What Has No Name Beyond the name there lies what has no name. | |
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| Poem: Sometimes Writing | |
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| There Is a Spirit: A Spirit is manifest in the Laws of the Universe | |
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| Poem: To Break Silence | |
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| Prayer: …finally to unfold again as if never before is to be the prayer. | |
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| Poem: About, Among Other Things, God | |
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| Ransom: There's Ransom in a Voice | |
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| Poem: Instructions For The Journey | |
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| Fear: Perhaps the world ends here. | |
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| Poem: This is a River | |
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| The Dark Night of the Soul: Follow, poet, follow right To the bottom of the night… | |
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| Poem: Welcoming Angels | |
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| Tradition: Religion: There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground. | |
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| Poem: Your Boat, Your Words | |
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| Tradition: Writing: What I want to say is this: I liked those little balls on my mud pies. | |
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| Poem: Braided Rug | |
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| Forgiving: What did I know, what did I know Of love's austere and lonely offices? | |
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| Poem: This Letter | |
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| Receiving Forgiveness | |
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| … sweet honey from my old failures. | |
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| Play Excerpt: The Undertaking | |
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| Doing Good: Your work is to discover your work and then with all your heart to give yourself to it. | |
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| Poem: Two Thousand Deaths | |
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| Changing the World: Yes, the work must be political… | |
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| Poem: This Flight | |
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| The Body: And the body. What about the body? | |
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| Poem: Going Home the Longest Way Around | |
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| Death: What have I ever lost by dying? | |
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| Prose Poem: Burning the Tobacco | |
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| Strangeness: There can be no great art… without a certain strangeness. | |
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| Poem: The Fish | |
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| Beloved Community: Be with those who help your being. | |
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| Poem: That One | |
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| Freedom: Now that I'm free to be myself, who am I? | |
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| Poem: Confession | |
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| Joy: The dark is distilled into light… | |
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| Poem: Blessing for a Writer | |
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| Notes | |
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| Notes for Teachers, Workshop/Retreat/Group Leaders, Counselors, and Spiritual Directors | |
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| Acknowledgments | |
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| Permissions | |
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| Poems by Pat Schneider Appearing in This Volume | |
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| Index | |