Birthing & Rebirthing, A Constant Becoming
When my granddaughter was born my heart fell apart and I became a new thing. We’re astounded again and again …
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Parenting Advice from The Prophet
Your children are not your children.They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you …
Yosemite, A Temple in the Wild
“There is a love of wild nature in everybody, an ancient mother-love showing itself whether recognized or no, and however …
The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Redux
I wrote this some time ago and I’m revisiting it now because it describes so well how I’ve been feeling …
A Deer Screams — Beauty & Brutality at Home and the Hills of Vietnam
The most horrifying sound I’ve ever heard came one night soon after we moved here. A scream of pure terror …
Vast Emptiness, Vastly Full
There are a few refrains that I turn to again and again when I want to get a clearer sense …
Dreaming Roses, Beauty Past Knowing
My roses are spent already this summer, and I miss them. Another summer not long ago I spend a day …
Hot Hills in Summer Heat, A Poem
Hot Hills in Summer Heat I watch them every summer, the hot hills Crouched like a lion beside the road, …
Between Dusk and Dawn a New Year Appears to Appear
And yet we know it’s all just one continuous unfolding as one day or year slips seamlessly into the next. …
Painting Again—A Wild and Wooly Seascape
It’s been awhile. I traded in my pen for my paintbrush these last few weeks. The new novel I’ve been …
