Grounding In Nature
The past few weeks have been exponentially harder than any I’ve had in a while. I’ve had more work stress than I can remember in a very long time and a feeling of inadequacy. I’ve had concerns about friends and family in Texas effected by the storms, excitement about finishing my vaccine that will allow... Continue Reading →
Grief Will Want to Own You
At 52 potentially ripe years of age, this is who I want to be. This is who I'm in a battle with some worn out but reliable manifestation of myself to become. I used to be who I want to become in bits and parts. I sense that before I can even remember I was... Continue Reading →
Kinds of Love
Love comes in so many forms—bonds both observable and invisible. I don’t know if there is anything so profound as love of a creature or a tree or a space in nature. Mostly because it requires so much stillness and attention to open yourself to a consciousness of these living things that have their own... Continue Reading →
Of Mice and Men
I walk out through the damp grass across the yard to the rain barrel to get fresh water for the chickens. A leak in the spigot I have yet to fix requires a large white bucket be kept under the tap to catch the dripping water. I look down into the bucket to see if... Continue Reading →
Sleeping with Dogs
In the early morning darkness, I awake to the sensation of my dog's warm head resting in the small of my back and take in the little poundings of her heart and her dreamy twitching. I hear the soft rumbles of my other dog's deeply satisfied snoring and reach out to caress his ear. When... Continue Reading →
Choosing To Nurture in Unconventional Ways
My Tommy Christie and me, once upon a time and today. I chose not to have children of my own. Growing up had been painful for me in so many ways. Among other things, from a very young age, I was keenly aware of the complex undercurrents that ran between social connections and groups of... Continue Reading →
