I watch the orioles,orange and black embersagainst a backdrop of green.They do not know what…
Category: writing
When we scramble too sharplyout of steeping,we may stumble.It takes patienceto refresh ourselves.Let us committo…
I am so pleased to announce that pre-orders for print copies of my new book,…
And so,March slides easily awaybetween the trees,whispering of storm clouds,sudden frost,and sunshine on new bloomed…
This morningbirdsong filled the airin a patterned chorusraised above the grinding notesof distant trucks on…
Today is a dayfor deep breaths and warm connections,a day for sunshineon your shouldersand laughter…
Today,as life cascades all at once,may I rememberthat my body is holy ground.May I grant…
Weaver of Worlds,with each breath,help me create spacearound my heart and mind,space for yes,for beauty…
Life calls us to return again and again—to center, to presence, to our authentic selves.…
Sometimes we must open our handsand let go,soften our expectationsand our striving,and steep for a…