we all age.

we all age.

Jax is now more silver, grey and white then caramel and black… this is okay. my roots are grey and silver, too! I see my feelings around this as an acceptance of how life works, the cycles and seasons of all, from birth to youth to older age, wisdom and the...
stepping into the unknown

stepping into the unknown

honoring the death part is so much easier for me than honoring the “dying” part of the process. even as i finally wrote that i had to contradict myself, because on a deep level i know we are *all* dying every day after moment we are born. simply, we...
absconded!

absconded!

a pair of jeans here. a shirt there. that belt that went with the perfect outfit. i don’t know about you, however, i can confess to having taken over a few items of clothing from the men i’ve loved and known. my dad’s blue, black and grey classic flannel Pendleton...
white shoulders and warm love…

white shoulders and warm love…

right now i have the most loving pup ever sleeping sweetly in my lap. he has his paws hooked lightly over my thighs and his head in my lap. he is snoring lightly, completely asleep and trusting while being held by me. every once in a wile there is a twitch or deep...
fear. real and imagined.

fear. real and imagined.

apparently our brains don’t differentiate true I’m-in-danger fear from the my-mind-made-it-up garden variety fear. our bodies feel both as if there is an immediate threat to safety. we hit that fight or flight response and our amygdala — the good old...