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When Lightning Strikes

When Lightning Strikes

We woke with a chunk of the neighbor’s tree on our roof— two branches the size of two trees, limbs like trunks, snapped off, split, dead. No more leaves from these two. That tree, the size of our house times two, has been a looming accident waiting to happen. The...
Finding the Dance Within —a Morning Ritual

Finding the Dance Within —a Morning Ritual

I’ve been thinking about things that contribute to the grace and creativity and joy of a life or family or community, that allows it to thrive, to become beautiful and uniquely its own in this time and place in the world. In my own experience, the movement—Grace,...
Small Things

Small Things

3:00 am. The earlier you wake the bigger the day. Moments passing. I try to catch them—like the first family gathering in over a year—and put them somewhere safe. The chairs were full but some places were empty. Those people I brought to the table inside me. The...
haiku for morning

haiku for morning

morning, where are you? seeds of youth now buried deep, fed by soil still– … streams of light at dawn, from darkness comes your brilliance, nourishing your growth. … cast not a shadow of unrest, but protecting, till your faith takes hold. …...
Follow the Beauty

Follow the Beauty

We’re in the process of clearing things out of our well-lived-in, comfy old house—21 years for the two of us, 32 years for my parents before us, 10 of those with me there too. It’s the ol’ family home. It’s a ton of stuff! While it’s a project in and of itself for...

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