we need the stillness from which all things grow

we need the stillness from which all things grow

I am awed and humbled by the writing of Mark Nepo. Thank you for being in this world and showing me such beauty and grace and suffering and soul. “Now years have passed, and I wait long hours in the sun to see the birch fall of its own weight into the lake. How...
july seven, retrospective

july seven, retrospective

*NOTE: thanks to facebook serving me up my memories, I copied and pasted what I wrote for my dad on each of the last july 7’s. i’m still so lucky to have had such an amazing dad. lately I’ve begun to work on regret, and it has been transformative. as...
ode to my dad

ode to my dad

my dad was completely irreverent to the “facades” and pretentiousness of many’s lives. and sometimes he was simply completely irreverent, lol! he could thumb his nose at ‘most anything, and often did. not always to the best of responses, but hey, it seemed to roll off...
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...