“Barn’s burnt down — now I can see the moon.”–Masahide It’s an (almost) Wordless Wednesday. I’ll be spending the day with poetry, my pen, paper, and the transformative power of words. And as always, Virginia Woolf. “But there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.”–VW “Thinking … More The Transformative Power of Words
“In a Dark Time” In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade; I hear my echo in the echoing wood– A lord of nature weeping to a tree, I live between the heron and the wren, Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den. What’s … More Shadow Work
I feel like I’ve been away from here forever. Actually, I have been away quite a long time. So much has been going on. A little bit of good stuff; a little bit of not-so-good stuff. First was a family wedding and that was good stuff. My niece got married at Keswick Vineyards in Charlottesville, … More Weddings, Hurricanes, and Life
Welcome: Enter the Land of Hope September is the time of year that I start a mental assessment of the previous months. It happens automatically like the falling of the leaves. As I walk through the woods, the changing of seasons is apparent. The world starts to look more yellow, orange, and brown and much … More Welcome: Enter the Land of Hope
On the Occasion of a Woman Turning 48: Some random late night birthday thoughts. First of all, thank you to Mom and Dad who created, carried, nurtured, raised, and taught me. And loved me, even when I acted unlovable. I owe you my existence, my life. I am grateful. My 48th birthday. Where to start? … More On the Occasion of a Woman Turning 48
Beginnings, Endings, and the Paths Between “Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.” ~Henry David Thoreau Once again, I’m pursuing a narrow and crooked path; it seems to be a pattern in my life. Perhaps, it is a pattern in all lives. When we are standing … More Beginnings, Endings, and the Paths Between
I’m going through a time of transition. I wrote about resetting my compass in my last blog post. Boy, have I been resetting my compass, changing directions, and feeling a little windtossed, uncertain, scared, and excited. In my time of need, who helps me to feel brave and confident that I am stumbling down … More In the Meantime…
Aparigraha: Yogic term often translated as non-attachment or non-grasping. It is the last of the yamas listed in Patanjali’s Yoga Sutras, and one of the most difficult for us humans to practice. Why? We grasp things. A lot of things. We grasp onto our security blankets, our money, our regimented schedules, our possessions, and people. … More Resetting Our Compass Again and Again (And Yes, Again)
Giving Voice to My Astonishment 
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