Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: where did you live? Love, Kennedy to Heathrow, living is a limited-time opportunity, only drowning men can see him, on the way to the funeral, he hadn’t seen her since high school graduation, there are children in the morning, in the midst of all the recklessness, please … Continue reading Seeker
I originally shared this post two years ago after an enjoyable trip to the coast. I consider it to be a wonderful Good Friday meditation. Last week I was generously invited to join a group of friends who have been meeting every year for decades to whale watch at Point Arena Lighthouse. On our third … Continue reading The Labyrinth, an Easter Adventure
Written with the prompts: you know how we are, working on a list of things to do, no gray only black or white, what?, doors with round corners, rusty knife under the pillow, felt blue, what is your heart doing, worry a lot less every day, remembering/forgetting, it looked impossible, Mom smiled down at me, … Continue reading You Know How We Are
Written with the prompts: in the autumn of life, hitch a ride home, how would she know to stop, orange, yellow, and deep blue red, the ocean waved, my home, difficult to resist, unspoken, in test after test, magical thinking, it looked something like this, cool as a cucumber, people come and people go, race of … Continue reading Orange, Yellow, and Deep Blue Red
Good morning. I’m writing this the day after the U.S. Supreme Court released its bizarre and historically ungrounded opinion giving the former republican president and all future presidents immunity from criminal prosecution for any acts they are able to deem “official.” Okay, pause. Take a deep breath.  I would like to say something healing, … Continue reading Hopes on the 4th
This is an updated reprint of a Thanksgiving post from a few years back. The theme is gratitude, and that never gets old. Do you remember that scene in Out of Africa when Meryl Streep, playing Karen Blixin (later known by her nom de plume Isak Dinesen) was hosting Robert Redford and Michael Kitchen on … Continue reading Making Up Stories: my spiritual practice
We’ve all been “sheltering” now, to one degree or another, for seven and a half months. Initially I was both alarmed and secretly pleased—because suddenly I could be my introvert self without apology. My biggest fear was that the whole thing would end too soon—before I completed the half-finished novel I’d been sitting on for the past … Continue reading Sheltering, Part 4
