Getting the Mail, April 4 in Minnesota

Steel blue door, sealed to cozy us mammals within opens with a deep sigh—SWOOSH— a startle of cold, a brilliant white shout,  singing in the sun amid patchy dirt and bedraggled stalks—the fist crocus! Grinning, chest suddenly warm with fluttering, I make my way down...

Nudged By An Angel

In times like these, it’s easy to give in to despair and hopelessness. In addition to witnessing and speaking out against all that is heartbreaking and unjust, maybe we also need to share experiences that contradict the cultural story, foster hope, and reveal the...

Nuts About Dragons

This week begins the Chinese New Year of the Wood Dragon. Generally, I hold only a passing interest in this annual cycle of the Chinese zodiac—it isn’t my culture, after all—but I am thrilled this year. (I admit that I did note I was born under the sign of the Snake...

Reunion

One January night, nearly 15 years ago, I heard the stars singing.  Leaving the Kona airport on our way across Hawaii island to Hilo, my brother and I climbed far above coastal lights and noise and drove onto the old Saddle Road. Back then, this was probably one of...

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...

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...