I'm interested right now in the topic of parenthood, fostering, mothers, fathers, children, and family. This post and the next one coming soon stem from that interest. My father died ten years ago on the Summer Solstice. For months before that, we'd looked out the hospital windows to track the lengthening light. "Ah, it's getting [...]
Everyone and everything is mockable. Did you know that? Every single person, animal, place, item, idea: all mockable. That means that everyone and everything can be sneered at, derided, ridiculed, and criticized in ways large and small. At the same time, everyone and everything is laudable. Everyone and everything can be praised, exulted, magnified, enjoyed, [...]
It's the simplest thing in the world: Get up, first thing, and play the piano. Or you do your thing: paint a picture, hit the yoga mat, go for a walk. But do it first because when you do? The rest of the day shines. Ecstasy before breakfast. Fulfillment before email. Joy before chores. Me [...]
You know those moments when you are faced with a choice between what feels good and what feels smart? Choose good. I promise you will never regret it. Let me explain. You possess an unerring instinct for choosing what feels good. Heeding that instinct, you plunge happily into “the honey stream” – my name for [...]
A lady asked my mother that question a few years back. She was remembering a girl who in high school wore a black star under her left eye, converse high-tops with her long skirts, who didn’t go to the football games much, and who was perversely attached to poetry and music. A girl who seemed [...]
There’s math, and then there’s magic math. In the first kind, sums are tidy, predictable, and remain neatly where you put them. The ledger is quiet, its straight lines creating orderly little cages for the well-behaved numbers that slumber there. In the second kind, sums shimmer and disappear, reappearing in another country, another pocketbook, another [...]
Gabhaim Molta Bríde ~ I praise Brigit Says the hymn, and I do, with all my heart. Brigit is our bringer of Spring, our looker after of the lambs, our warm one who stirs up the fire and settles you in the most comfortable chair with a cup of tea. She’s an Irish [...]
