Gift from a Horse: A Reprise
Because I am still recovering from covid and my mind is fuzzy and my body is fatigued, I am reposting someting from five years ago which still feels important to me, and I hope will be useful to you. See you next month with new content… Nearly three weeks ago I...Catchall
This month I offer a collaged bouquet of flowers (since real ones are not here yet) and a little wordplay, on a cool rainy day at the new moon… Catchall Can we catch his attention? He’s quite a catch! Did you catch those last words he said? YOU...A Little Break
Sorry, no blog this month–I just don’t have the energy. The past couple weeks held a clump of things that together have sapped my physical and emotional energy. Just temporary, but I want to honor my need for a break. Staring at this watercolor...Color Amid the Snow
I’m cranky today. Snow on either side of our driveway is piled about crotch-high, the remains of numerous snowfalls since the beginning of the year. This winter in the Twin Cities has already been one of the snowiest of all time. Yet the weather service predicts...Share This Post
Welcome to Whisperings
“There is a place where words are born of silence,
A place where the whispers of the heart arise.”
— Rumi
I will ponder here what whispers to me in the silence. I’d love for you to whisper back; maybe we will all get clearer—or maybe, like in the old kids’ game of “telephone” we will end up somewhere else entirely (which would be fun too)
