Beautiful

I have participated in a summer reading group with a wonderful group of women for quite a few years now.  This year we are working through poems of Mary Oliver and the conversation is satisfying, hel... Read More

Listen

It will not be surprising that some poetry has risen out of the death of my Mom.  Death touches each of us.  We loose people we love – the finality is sharp. We are awakened to the fragility o... Read More

Gathering Night

This morning I travel to see my mom again.  I’ve made this trip many times, but this time may be the last time.  She suffered a severe stroke a few days ago and isn’t recovering.  IR... Read More

Hard Times

We all have hard days, hard experiences, hard seasons.  I’ve been through some and expect to have more.  I think it’s our familiarity with hard times that helps us be compassionate as ot... Read More

Letting go

A couple of weeks ago I came upon my son out with his support worker in community.  I heard his name spoken by someone and I lifted my head to see him happy, responding to being recognized and welcom... Read More

Easter Morning

Happy Easter everyone!  He is Risen Indeed! Stay Forever This morning arise freer, alive! Shed winter’s coat: molt, spin, dive in, move on, up, over, through. It’s done, complete just for... Read More