Douglas Firs were our sanctuary: a conversation between A. and B.
Last year on solstice, I posted about the life and death in 2003 of my dear friend Katrina . Her death somehow allowed me to move from my 20 year stint in hospice work. This year on summer solstice, I am again posting about the death of a dear friend,...(read more) Read Full Story
assimilate this
Don't live that way. ...dress like me ...talk like me ...think like me ...learn like me ...worship like me. In short, see the world as I do. Assimilation photo from wikipedia The study of evolution has opened our eyes to the astounding diversity of ways...(read more) Read Full Story
How long does it take to grow a feather?
They hatched, those chickadee babies, last Saturday, or at least that was the first time I could hear them as I sit on my back porch. By Monday, their requests for ' I need that bug much more than my brother, Mother' were clearer and more insistent. Today,...(read more) Read Full Story
the *dialectic of ever-bigger circles
Outwitted He drew a circle that shut me out - Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout But love and I had the will to win We drew a circle and drew him in. -- Edwin Markham The walls of human understanding have various purposes, textures, designs. But their intent...(read more) Read Full Story
that graffiti is my heart song
"I do not see this heart thing as abstract or esoteric. Getting to, living in, healing from, being guided through the heart is an actual state that can be achieved. But it is not a state of mind. It is not an attitude, or an affirmation. Rather it is...(read more) Read Full Story
blueberries and grief
Here's my collage for today. It comes from a space of feeling the wind of the spirit of change and new directions moving through my life. Would love to know any reactions, responses you might have. Technorati Tags: grief , collage...(read more) Read Full Story
something to do, someplace to go, mid-summer
Just when you were worried about running out of stuff to do this summer... My friend Buffy from Seattle asked me to post this! Th is looks like a wonderful event. Anyone who has enjoyed R. Carlos Nakai through recordings, or better yet, live, will enjoy...(read more) Read Full Story
inter-dependent intersections
Collage I made in mid May. It is one of a series of 7 that has to do with my friend A's life and death. This is about the crossing of the River Styx, Charon the ferryman, and also, on this side of the river, about her love of canoeing. A masthead of a...(read more) Read Full Story
sojourn: taking only what we need
This poem was just published in qarrtsiluni ,on online literary journal. It is an experiment in online literary and artistic collaboration. The title comes from an Iñupiaq word that means "sitting together in the darkness, waiting for something to burst."...(read more) Read Full Story
Longing for light
We want to go out and play. Why does the crabapple get to have all the fun? Here in the spring, the half-light, the half-heat, We know we could adjust Even though sheltered pets for now. Invitation to the Poetry Party on Ab bey of the Arts. Prompt is...(read more) Read Full Story