Bleeding Heart: Lamprocapnos spectablis (formerly known as Dicentra spectablis) My garden, 2017 It is Spring! Finally. The dreamwork of Winter is over and we move into the active work of sowing the seeds that we have pondered and planned the last four months. The gardens in our minds, between the pages of a book, the … More Bleeding Hearts: Of Spring and Simple Things
White Ipheion uniflorum in my North Carolina garden. It’s a quiet Sunday morning and I’m going to keep it that way. No words from me, but I’m going to share one of my favorite Mary Oliver poems: Why I Wake Early. Hello, sun in my face. Hello, you who made the morning and spread it … More This Sunday Morning
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
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“To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.” This quote by Thich Nhat Hanh is one of my favorites. It always reminds me of the fairy tale, “The Ugly Duckling.” The duckling claims his…
“Through these woods I have walked thousands of times. For many years I felt more at home here than anywhere else, including our own house. Stepping out into the world, into the grass, onto the path, was always a kind of relief. I was not escaping anything. I was returning to the arena of delight. … More These Woods
“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
Giving Voice to My Astonishment 
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