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Generosity

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Generosity It took most of a lifetime for her to understand that it wasn’t so much gifts or kind deeds as it was something much simpler and more challenging. It was a willingness to enter another pe... Read More

Seasons

Season And now, leaves are just beginning to droop, elderberries, overripe, are dropping, tomatoes have taken on their late season tang, and there are apples, so many apples. We are between. It is no ... Read More

Home

Home I like to be the first one home in the afternoon, to find the house silently waiting. The books rest on the shelf, leaning gently to the left. The table holds the candlestick benevolently in its ... Read More

Thank you, Dear Body

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Thank you, Dear Body Thank you, dear body, for embracing my spirit so steadfastly, for the unfaltering rhythm of breath and heartbeat all these many years. Thank you, dear body, for drawing all you ne... Read More

Learning Time

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Learning Time I remember childhood’s summer, hot days flowing into cooler cicada evenings, unmarked by names of days or even months. Just ‘wadda ya wanna do now?’ My brother and I ride our bikes... Read More

Retrospect

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Retrospect Sure. Looking back, you tell yourself, you would have done things differently. You should have tried harder, been more patient. You could have done more. But retrospect is an observation to... Read More

Solitude

Solitude On a blessedly quiet morning after an overstimulating yesterday, I am thinking about my yearning for solitude. Not just an hour here or there to “recharge the battery” so I can get up and... Read More

Home Again Soul

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Home Again Soul As a child I thought my soul Was an organ That sat In my breastless chest. Pure, As white as a cloud, A cotton ball, A baby blanket, Downy soft, A place where The Holy Spirit dove Coul... Read More

Tiny Paradise

Tiny Paradise I don’t know anything. I just watch these birds in childlike wonder. Two little wrens in the leatherwood outside the porch, a flicker, working its way down the walnut tree. Oh, they li... Read More

Younger Self

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Younger Self I can see her there, looking confident, cocky even, but I know her well. She is terrified, has no idea what she is supposed to do with this “life” that is now, suddenly, hers. I wonde... Read More

Today

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Today I have borne up, taken the blows, adapted to reality again and again, made the best of it, encouraged and taken care of others. But some days, I just have to stand still and let sadness work its... Read More

In June

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In June All around me, there are worlds within and beyond my world inviting me to let go of my preoccupations and enter. The mourning dove coos a deep lullaby from afar, quieting my bothered mind. A s... Read More

On Turning Sixty

I wrote this one over five years ago and still feel the same way. On Turning Sixty I am not old. But I can see old there on the horizon. Which has always been true, I suppose. Its just that now, I don... Read More

Book Review

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Book Review The main character has kept me company for a while now on quiet afternoons, has coaxed me back to sleep on anxious nights. Against the backdrop of a particular moment in history in a parti... Read More

Now

Now “And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul.” John Muir I bring my troubled mind with me to our cabin in the forest, and so, for hours, I cannot really see, cannot really hear,... Read More

I’m the Mom

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Written a long, long time ago. Happy Mother’s Day! I’m the Mom I wasn’t born a mother, like my children think. Once, not long ago, I was a child, too. I hung my head off the couch and lo... Read More