It's sort of wild how song lyrics pop into my head these days and can easily be applied to my current situation. I'm not a Dead Head per...

Remember when the world was full of rainbows? I do. That summer, we emerged from buildings on campus to witness what you can only faintly...

Serendipity-I am a believer. Luna moths have crossed my path twice in the past eleven years and have signified transitions in my life....

Several times yesterday my fingers hovered over the familiar if not worn keys on my laptop, ready to type F-A-C-E-B-O-O-K. I resisted. I...

The blue veins on the back of her hands looked like rubber bands that lay in the junk drawer. I could count her thin, corkscrews of hair...

I'm excited to announce a collaboration in 2020 with Potato Hill Farm: a Modern Folk School. Throughout the coming year, classes,...

My husband and I have this old house, built in 1910. We often say that we are undoing the way it's been 'Home Depot-ed". When we bought...

The only people who have known me longer than her are my family. So when she had told me that she would go on active duty to the middle...

Monday we "put him down." Its Friday. Living without the click of his nails, The old man cough, a wrap-around hug at my knee. I miss him...

While watching an old western movie as a child, I learned what sanctuary meant. I went to church every day as a parochial school child...

“Fiction is not a dream. Nor is it guesswork. It is imagining based on facts, and the facts must be accurate or the work of imagining...

"What do you do when the compressor goes out on your air conditioner on a holiday weekend..."

My spirit animals today, winged and otherwise, remind me that focus, confidence and self-love guide my work today. Little mirror balls hang

I am associated with the Conscious Living Center of Cincinnati, Ohio and provide articles on a regular basis regarding the benefit of...

It didn't matter how many people showed up to celebrate my birthday when I was five, ten, thirteen; there was always something/someone...

Over drinks with friends last night we commiserated. Jet-lag, no matter where you travel can be the worst. While I had flown east to west...

Everywhere we went conversations started with "Allora." After thirteen days, many of us mimicked our Italian counterparts. So, (or...

Yesterday I gave some information to our Pilgrimage group about Saint Clare of Assisi. We often think of her as a meek, mild woman who...

Climbing the stairs to my room at the hotel in Rome I pass a woman who smells like baby powder. I remember the soft cradle caps of my...