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These ponderings originally appeared one per day via MailChimp. This weekly version keeps them in one place for people who missed the daily postings. If you would like to sign up to get them daily, you can do so by filling out the Mailing List Form HERE. Resistance (un)Training We are in the mountains …
The full moon last night was a Blue Moon (as in the phrase ‘once in a blue moon’). I have used that expression since I first heard it from my grandmother when I was a little girl and I even know what it means. It is the second full moon in a calendar month. Well, …
Water, water everywhere: The snow is finally melting faster than it is accumulating in New England – for which my family is deeply grateful as my father moves today from the home that holds forty years of history to the home that holds a future full of surprises and new stories and unfolding friendships. Water, …
Many years ago, I discovered that Orthodox Jews have a prayer for every activity and event in the day, a short prayer of gratitude that acknowledges the wonder and grace of the unfolding moment: a prayer for awakening, for rising from bed, for washing hands, drinking water, preparing food, eating food, dressing. Literally everything. This …
Reminder: Speaking of ephemeral, the clock is ticking on the Lughnasadh Give-Away. Send the blog information to a friend. If he or she clicks through to read the whole blog, you get an entry in the drawing. Last week, in the midst of writing about forgiveness, I mentioned manna – that startling, miraculous stuff (the …
Over a decade ago, I attended a workshop led by Rita Nakashima Brock and Rebecca Ann Parker. It was 2002, and their book, Proverbs of Ashes, had just been released and they were speaking with us about the research they had done in the Mideast before starting to write. One story, one image, has remained …
A few blogs ago, I wrote about the emotional freight of time, and today brings that issue back again because it is my husband’s 60th birthday. He was born on the cusp of the ancient summer quarter, so this day has marked a special transition in the year for me ever since I met him. …