A perfect red-tailed hawk feather lays at my feet. I can’t believe my eyes. A prayer of sorts, escapes my lips. “Thank you!” Red-tailed hawks have flown through our yard for years. I have seen them in the distance. They circle. Dive down. Grab prey. Fly away. Their auburn feathers aglow in sunlight. This is
I carefully twist the soft tie around the aluminum frame and tender tomato branch. These tiny tomatoes will need support as they grow red, ripe, and ready to pick. I tend to them and notice where they require more support. These are my first ever homegrown tomatoes. I hover over them like a new mom
My hands are in the dirt. The sun peeks out from behind a cloud and warms the top of my head. The birds sing and chatter in the nearby trees. Seedlings sway in a gentle breeze. I smell the sweet smell of roses as I weed around them. It is 72°. This is a perfect
4:57 AM. I’m wide awake. Today I’m writing my blog. Waiting until the last minute is my typical pattern. Today is different. I search for answers and understanding. Our country’s racial wounds are on my mind as thousands take to the streets to protest. My heart is broken by all the pain I see. How
Would I have stopped and taken this picture months ago? I wonder. There is a deeper noticing happening in my life. Is it happening for you also? Are the birds singing more? Or am I more attentive to their songs? The whole planet is on pause. Well, except for essential workers. They are having a
There is a great healing afoot. Creative Spirit keeps bursting forth. Evidence of this is in my daily Facebook newsfeed. I see how she calls all of us forth. Either we are making things or are in awe of what’s shared, or both. Creativity feeds us. This is especially true in disruptive times. In my
Don and I pack up today and return home. We gave ourselves a month of rest in Florida. It was just what we needed. I plan days of Yoga classes, salsa dancing, painting and writing. My busy agenda gives way to different rhythms. We have Yoga two mornings, Salsa dancing once. I paint very little.
What is the most daring thing you have ever done? Your first answer might be a feat of physical danger. But there is something more daring than bungee jumping or skydiving. Something more courageous than climbing up the side of Mount Kilimanjaro. The most daring thing we will ever do is to be fully authentically
Our family members celebrate both Christmas and Hanukkah. This year the dates overlap. I decide it will be touching to offer mealtime prayers from each tradition. Then a voice inside of me says, “And you can offer one too.” I find great value in the traditions of Christianity and Judaism. They are not however my
Christmas catalogs cram into our mailbox their colorful pages invite me to join the “season of sharing to dazzle and delight others.” Do you love glancing through catalogs with all their enticing gifts? I am beguiled by this or that but in truth my heart cries out for gifts that offer something more. Don’t get
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