Grieving for America, and Getting Past It
I found this quote by Mary Oliver in a recent blog post and it struck a chord. Ah, world, what …
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A Secret Garden for My Granddaughter
I’m painting again, thanks to my granddaughter. She turns 8 years old next week and custom ordered two paintings for …
Landscapes of the Mind – Six Singular Experiences
It’s all about the mind, of course. All experience filters through it, the outward and inner, nature and the art …
David Whyte, Putting Down the Weight of Aloneness
I’ve long been a fan of David Whyte’s poetry and this one is no exception. It seems it may have …
Wildfires Everywhere, Literally and Politically
That unusual thunderstorm I wrote about last week brought more than 1200 lightening strikes that forked across California causing 560 …
Still Waiting to Land . . . .
Last summer brought an abundance of roses, so many I did not have enough vases to hold them all. And …
To Live Content With Small Things
A few pebbles for the pond . . . . To live content with small things; To seek elegance rather …
“Vast Emptiness, Vastly Full”
There are a few refrains that I turn to again and again when I want to get a clearer sense …
Toni Morrison: Diving Into Darkness on Wings of Light
Last in my series “Brushes With Blackness” on how Black lives and Black Culture colored my Whiteness. I’d always wanted …
My Arms Are Empty, But My Heart Is Full
My granddaughter who had been living with me this past year is visiting with her Aunt and Uncle this summer, …
