I am so lucky to live here, to have grown up here (well, more to the right, in the video, closer to the cement ship at the end, but you get my point.) I literally grew up on this strip of sand. I have photos of my grandparents on this beach. I ran along this […]
This was an impromptu reading of a poem I had just written. This was literally the second time reading it after I wrote it. It felt like someone else was writing it it, like I was just the channel, the instrument. So when I read it, it was like reading something new to me too. […]
Not long after we were given shelter-in-place instructions, I was on a call with several friends and I was asked my thoughts on the situation.
I said I thought one possible positive outcome would be that we would come to an understanding of what is truly important.
The intangibles – health, family, friends, community, connection.
Today I believe perhaps we will also learn to appreciate things we have not fully appreciated in the past: our freedom, those who spend their days with our children – childcare providers, teachers, coaches – as well as healthcare workers, grocery workers, agricultural laborers and others who are still working behind the scenes to keep our essentials available.
Maybe we will change our perspective about those we thought we should look up to.
Maybe we will change the way we live our lives, what we spend our time on, who we celebrate and how often we stop to listen to the birds or watch the full moon rise over the hills.
A few thoughts as I stumble into the pull of tonight’s full moon.
Sometimes the reality of aging and time passing hits me like a punch in the gut. The time passage continuum blows my mind on the regular. I’ll step out of the car and as I open the door I see my mother’s hands – but she is 10 years gone now and I am only […]
Recently, someone suggested to me I open up myself to a message from the women in my family who came before me, specifically, my mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother. I included my paternal grandmother, too. So one morning I settled in with a pen and my journal and meditated a bit on them – my memories […]