On finding magic

From the time I was a little girl, I have been trying to connect to and inhabit from whence I came. That sounds odd, doesn’t it? Especially in our forward-looking society where bravery and gusto are celebrated. I was the girl surrounded by a multitude of people (my large family and the tribes they created)…

From where I sit

I have been silent lately. I don’t want to add to the cacophony of voices. And yet, I feel things so deeply. I am beyond saddened at man’s inhumanity to man, laid out in my country for all to see. With the most unkind, entitled man at the helm. Who am I, right? Just another…

Celebrating ma

Hi there. My Japanese readers might understand this headline, but those elsewhere who aren’t into design or finding their Zen probably think this post is about Mother’s Day. It’s not😊. But Happy Mother’s Day to those of you in the States who are soon to celebrate! Let the family spoil you this weekend. Stick with…

Through the window

Hello, my friend. I’m here. You there? Good. I think that’s the way they want us right now. As I walked my dog recently, I heard someone call my name. It took me a bit to locate the voice but when I did, it was coming from my neighbor’s window. Dan and Sandy, both 80-somethings,…

You’re (not) too much

I have a wish for you this year, as we begin a shiny new decade. May you embrace whatever is true for you. May you embrace your “too.” “Too” as in when friends or family tell you that you are “too fill-in-the blank.” Too smart. Too sassy. Too independent. Too sensitive. Too brash. Too bookish….

Still waters

My father used to fret about my penchant for books, for quiet, for solitude. On many occasions, as I lay in my bed, I heard my mother tell him yet again, “Still waters run deep.” How many times as a young Catholic schoolgirl I heard the priest from the pulpit: “Be still and know that…

Fluffy is alive

I thought I’d kicked the habit. Broken out of the age-old pattern in my family of fearing the worst, preparing for it ad nauseam. Because in my family of origin, if the worst hits and you’re unprepared, then shame on you. What did you not think of? What lack on your part could have stemmed…

Coffee break

I am gazing out the window at my serviceberry tree, which is turning the prettiest shade of burnt orange. Autumn is here. The sun is shining. It’s a good day. And we have some catching up to do. Let’s take a virtual coffee break, near the serviceberry. I’ll bring the French press if you bring…

Tick tock

I have always felt that I will run out of time. The time it will take to experience all I came here to experience, to do all that I want to do, to have an impact. My mother raised six daughters to “leave the world better” than we found it. Oh, but Mom, you didn’t…

#Grateful

True confession: I wrote this last week and this week, struggled to be as #grateful as I was when I wrote this. But that’s life, right? Here we go: Some days I am so damn grateful. This, despite the Cheerios box that sits open on my kitchen island in defiance of my many muttered warnings…

Wonder

You know the feeling when you choose something—a habit, a shirt, a dog—and it becomes a “thing”? Something in the global zeitgeist? Suddenly, it’s everywhere. Yeah, I hate that. Being a bit of a creative type, I choose things that make my soul sing. Or my eyes pop. Or my brain sizzle in the most…

Plan B

“It’s time my love,” said the voice that speaks softly and often to my soul. “Time to cut another tie. Time to make room for the new.” I hope you have a voice like this one. It didn’t come to me until later in life but I’m so glad it’s here. I believe this voice…