With love
I’m still living this jumble of a summer, but taking time to pop in to share some of my recent earth offerings. May they nourish you as much as they have nourished me. This one was made the weekend of my birthday, in gratitude for life and family. The following day I...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...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...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)
