Author: Maria
Missed Boat
Missed Boat There was a time when I looked at other people’s expansive homes, their accomplishments, their travels, and I got the sense that we had somehow missed the boat. We hadn’t gotten news t... Read More
Toward Love
Toward Love “The heart beneath is teaching to the broken heart above.” Leonard Cohen Here you are at this precise time, in this exact place, at this very age, the culmination of so much. Every mom... Read More
Saying Good-Bye
Saying Good-Bye Can one ever really learn To take it as it comes, To savor the moment When what one loves Is so temporary? Just yesterday The trees were green, Bursting with life. But today, They star... Read More
Some Mornings
Some Mornings Some mornings I wake up so afraid. I see how much is slipping away while I stand in frozen disbelief. I am overwhelmed by the futility of my small actions. I wonder at the naive sureness... Read More
Today I Want
Today I Want Today I want to be a tree, rooted deeply in the intricate soil, with all of its invisible connections, its infinite mystery. Today I want to be a reaching leaf, surfaced with sunlight and... Read More
Quiet Waits for Me
Quiet Waits For Me Whether it be the leaf falling silently unseen, the heartbeat of a tiny bird, tucked beneath its wing, or the endless flow of the river far away, quiet is the constant backdrop of m... Read More
Your Voice in the Forest
Your Voice in the Forest – to Mike on our 39th anniversary We’ve walked together for four decades in the forest, a world I never would have known so deeply without you. This is where you come ... Read More
Home Again Soul
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
Living Within The Mystery
Living Within The Mystery The older I get, the less I seem to “know”, the more I realize that we humans look for answers more than the truth because answers, even if not quite right, help to quell... Read More
As the Pandemic Wanes
As The Pandemic Wanes The days, one after another, are beginning to look different, to feel lighter. There is an air of celebration and relief as we return to what was once normal. Yet, I am reluctant... Read More
Along for the Ride
Along for the Ride The whole family piled into that station wagon. Big kids sat in the middle seat, little kids in the far back, facing the rear. I was one of the little kids, just along for the ride.... Read More
Ode to a Chair
Ode To A Chair The old metal chair sits in the backyard, Its back firm, Its arms magnanimously at its side. It weathers all the seasons, Patiently enduring snow and storms And oxidizing sun. Dirt and ... Read More
