Jumble
Are all summers a jumble, or is this one particularly so? A jumble of activities and experiences, a jumble of emotions—even the weather has been a bit of a jumble. One of my delights this month is finally returning to swimming after a 5 month hiatus. The peaceful...Why Did I Do That?
Why I Became a Mary Kay Beauty Consultant Just As I Began my Legal Career Because it was the 1980 State Fair and the pleasant woman in the grandstand offered a free facial. Because I was 27 and had never had a facial. Because I was 27, had never worn makeup, and...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...Searching for Words in a Fog
There once was a woman of age Who struggled to honor a page With some nourishing words Ones that sang, flew like birds, But alas! She was never a sage. (And such hopes are so often a cage.) Plus it’s winter, it’s cold and it’s dark, And her mind must be locked...Solstice Blessings
I’m posting a little early this month to honor the winter solstice, and to send love your way during this holiday time. The longest night of the year. Sitting still in the darkness what might I hear? Do the stars warble? Does the candle whisper a message?...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)
