Saving Graces: Reading, and Compassion
It’s a day for lovers, so I’m republishing a post from New Year’s Eve, which various technical difficulties prevented from distribution at the time. Want to improve…
Tag: #connection
Hawk daycare
Sometimes your blog is overtaken. By a hawk. In your backyard. This is such a blog. As my younger son Ian and I were talking this afternoon—he…
Little child lost
Some are reaching the saturation point regarding the inhumanity of separating children from their parents at the US border. But it’s a human imperative to share what…
Easter joys and letting go
This Easter, may you be spared a surfeit of sweets! “Huh? What’s that?” you say. “What’s Easter without a major glycemic overload?” When my offspring were young,…
Take to the streets — or to the woods?
We Quakers, seeking to live up to our history of spiritually rooted activism, often feel called to lend our voices to social or political causes. At the…
The Gift of Holiday Grief
Each year I know more people who are sad during the holidays. Many are mourning lost loved ones. That, and my own holiday grief, have seemed regrettable,…
Aikido: The Real Thing
Studying Aikido, I have found the courage to stand up for myself and others, to be at peace from a place of strength. Ironically (at least to…
The highs and lows of August 2017
What a month. I grew up in the Deep South, so the events in Charlottesville on Aug. 12 set off not only a clangor of alarm bells,…
Of lovebirds and loving the Earth
Party of six, your table is ready. Er … your ledge is ready. The setting sun hovers above the Pacific Ocean, burnishing the cluster of lovebirds with…
Aunt Emmy’s Recipe
What does pie have to do with learning to write, or practicing Aikido? Welcome to my brain. And read on — you might be surprised! As an…
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Hawk daycare
Sometimes your blog is overtaken. By a hawk. In your backyard. This is such a blog. As my younger son Ian and I were talking this afternoon—he…
Little child lost
Some are reaching the saturation point regarding the inhumanity of separating children from their parents at the US border. But it’s a human imperative to share what…
Easter joys and letting go
This Easter, may you be spared a surfeit of sweets! “Huh? What’s that?” you say. “What’s Easter without a major glycemic overload?” When my offspring were young,…
Take to the streets — or to the woods?
We Quakers, seeking to live up to our history of spiritually rooted activism, often feel called to lend our voices to social or political causes. At the…
The Gift of Holiday Grief
Each year I know more people who are sad during the holidays. Many are mourning lost loved ones. That, and my own holiday grief, have seemed regrettable,…
Aikido: The Real Thing
Studying Aikido, I have found the courage to stand up for myself and others, to be at peace from a place of strength. Ironically (at least to…
The highs and lows of August 2017
What a month. I grew up in the Deep South, so the events in Charlottesville on Aug. 12 set off not only a clangor of alarm bells,…
Of lovebirds and loving the Earth
Party of six, your table is ready. Er … your ledge is ready. The setting sun hovers above the Pacific Ocean, burnishing the cluster of lovebirds with…
Aunt Emmy’s Recipe
What does pie have to do with learning to write, or practicing Aikido? Welcome to my brain. And read on — you might be surprised! As an…