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...
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...
going Fourth in gratitude!

going Fourth in gratitude!

I started collecting memories this morning while giving the garden a quick water with jax boy waiting patiently for his walk… I found it astonishing to realize how much fireworks and the Fourth of July have played a part in my growing up.   Most recently,...
curiosity about life online and real life…

curiosity about life online and real life…

I discovered today thru a personal experiment that Facebook is not a very curious platform. I PRIZE curiosity and believe it to be one of the wellsprings of growth. When i discover something new, i turn to my digital (and physical) resources and then post on the same,...
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...
learning, and growing

learning, and growing

what meditative musical resonance this morning to be grateful for! bird song, splashing water, gongs, i feel deeply connected to the rhythm of all of life. peaceful, divinely whole, perfectly imperfect, loved, enough. i do love sundays. i have a few things i do daily...
you just never know…

you just never know…

i was lusting after this new sharpie pen that a friend had. after a couple unlucky attempts at the usual stores, i even looked it up online but didn’t want to wait for delivery. i noticed that it could also be purchased at walmart. ugh. not one of my choices for...