It’s from Isaiah and it’s apt on this Sunday. Many things in our lives are new and a little uncomfortable. I listen with ears trained on myself. My needs. My wants. Like standing in snow at the top of a mountain I wish this morning to grow quiet enough to…
Category: Ideals
WHAT I LEARNED FROM MY MIL ABOUT THE LINK
Before we walked a public skyway connecting hotels and popular public spaces. I see it from the ground now and realize it’s become a metaphor for life. We’re all, whether saying goodbye to a loved one as we just have or trying to keep our shoulders back in the middle…
PLEASE NO COPYCAT HERE
I hope this post will help someone. I hope it will help me. I shared with J. on the way home from a day in the country that I feel unsteady, lacking confidence, awkward, uncomfortable in my skin. How is it possible in this late season that I have growing…
SUN PEEKING THROUGH
I said hello early at the crest of the street. Brisk, isn’t it, I said, annoyed I was up and out so early and not wearing enough layers for the temperature. Yes, I love it, she replied from under her cap with the fur ball pom. Turning back, my ugh…
LIFE ON GRID PAPER
We walked by so many fountains early this morning and they made me think of a friend we had dinner with recently and that made me think of grid paper. Her birthday wish for herself was to think of others through the month more than herself so she set out…
OUR BEAUTIFUL COMMONNESS
High winds left the plants on the west-facing balcony disheveled and torn, taking life and beautiful blooms with them. They will recover with care. This gale-force unrest in our country tears at all of us. The noise, chaos and destruction rend the good along with the bad. How we react…