When bad things happen, I step outside. I want to plant my hands, my feet, my body into the soil. Let Mother Earth hold me, console me. I listen for a still small voice–it’s all going to be ok. It doesn’t come this time. I wait. I wait. The sun goes down. The sun comes … More When Bad Things Happen
As a child, I fell head over heels in love with the moon. I’ve yet to recover. Last night, as I stood outside in the cold air, neck craned so I could see the fullness of her beauty, I whispered: Do you love me as much as I love you? She whispered back through the … More Full Moon Affair
The Time is Now Sitting cross-legged on the linoleum floor two tiny girls, pigtails, doggy-flaps, bodies wriggling. Brown eyes, blue eyes watching every move I make. Telling silly stories. Giggling. Squirming to and fro no hurry, no worry. We are here together. After a while, I notice the pile of dirty laundry, heap of … More Don’t Look Away: The Time is Now
This View Looking up the hill. I never tire of this view; this tree; this silhouette. These colorful clouds are a bonus. I always thought I’d have to travel far, far away to experience the wonder and beauty of this world. Now that I’m almost fifty years old, I’m realizing the most beautiful place on … More This View
Reflection Each day, each walk, she’s always there. Waiting; I’d like to think for me. But who can know? I feed her green mosses and pond-grasses. She takes them from my hand. Unafraid. Aware. Last week she bit my finger. I must remember to not take it personally. After all, she is nature. And so … More Reflection
Giving Voice to My Astonishment 
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