Time Flies

My gracious, it’s November. And actually, it’s nearly December! Where does the time go? And I’d like a real answer to that question, please… 🙂  Ok, I get that many of us are on the same page here and watch as time slips through our fingers and days between blog posts widens. But kudos to … More Time Flies

Stretching Lessons: Waterfalls of Compassion May Be Required

Last week was filled with many emotions. The heartbreaking headlines about Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain and all of the following posts* by acquaintances, friends, and strangers describing their personal experiences with anxiety, depression, despair, and grief left me feeling a certain hard-to-explain heaviness. I’ve been there, maybe not to the same extent, but close enough to know … More Stretching Lessons: Waterfalls of Compassion May Be Required

All The Buzz About Bees

It’s a busy time of year for everyone: spring gardening, spring cleaning, graduations, end-of-year award ceremonies, holiday travel, and a whole lot of other happenings. My photo of article in Midtown magazine. Photo of bee on flower by Matt Williams. I’ve been busy working on several upcoming article assignments, and that’s the reason for my … More All The Buzz About Bees

Strange Beauty: Wounds, Loss, Exile, Survival

Photo of a strangely beautiful abandoned country farmhouse, Norwood, Virginia. Taken Nov. 2017. I attended a couple of powerful lectures this week at Duke University. Wednesday night I saw Natasha Trethewey, our former US Poet Laureate. Last night I saw Richard Rodriguez, memoirist and essayist. They touched on similar themes and both have me thinking … More Strange Beauty: Wounds, Loss, Exile, Survival

The Next Right Step

Life doesn’t come with an instruction manual. We are not handed a guide at birth entitled Fail-proof Steps to Living This Life. As such, I’ve lived most of my life through a lot of trial and error–heavy on the error side. I’ve also learned that sometimes I just have to take the next right step and … More The Next Right Step

Writing, Women, and Woolf: An Adventure Begins

“The past is beautiful because one never realizes an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.… That is why we dwell on the past, I think.”~Virginia Woolf I’m going away for a few days to write with friends – – a … More Writing, Women, and Woolf: An Adventure Begins

Arranging the Pieces

I spent yesterday with three brilliant, wise women writers. We talked, sang, laughed and told our stories. On a hike by the lake, we came across several small cairns. Who made them, I wondered. And why? To mark this spot? To create art? Just for fun? Why take the time to arrange rocks in this … More Arranging the Pieces