Holding It All

We—most of us—are having to learn (or hone our ability) to hold it all. Not necessarily because we want to, but because we know we must. In order to be fully alive and for our lives to have meaning. And so we aren’t knocked flat or just go to sleep. I am...

Turn of the Seasons

Turn of the Seasons   As I take a turn around the garden I watch the leaves, turned to gold, Turn and swirl as they fall, Making a downturn to the ground. Later they will turn to mush.   We have turned a corner. What shall we turn away from now?   Don’t...

Generations and Generations and Generations

For more than 150 years Memorial Day has been a special time to honor the dead, particularly those who died in war. Though it’s not just those who die who suffer in war. The energy of war is everywhere–not just in declared wars, but in the anger and...

A Limerick for You, With Love

I know I should write you a blog But I’m finding my mind all a-clog, World events and at home Starve my word-making loam, Even everyday tasks are a slog. But I color and sing and make art, Try to listen and tend to my heart. Though that means I must mourn: Part of why...

Taking A Breath

At Albany Bulb with Elaine Side by side on a log by the bay. Sunlight. Unleashed dogs, prancing through surf, almost exploding out of their skins with perfect happiness. Dogs who don’t know about fired park rangers, or canceled health research, or tariff wars,...

A Pause to Marvel

I’m taking a breather from you-know-what.  To ponder a wonder hidden in plain sight. I was probably 40 years old before I ever tasted pomegranate. Pomegranates weren’t available in Minnesota when I was growing up—but then, for us oldsters so many foods we now enjoy...