May
10

The Lesson of the Lilac

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When I moved into my house more than four years ago, I thought a lot about the yard. I thought a lot about how I didn’t want to cut grass. I thought about how I wanted a garden all of my own. But I was nervous, for many reasons. First, I carry a lot of self doubt along with my trowel and garden shovel. I have always deferred to others to help me navigate the yard. My mother had a way with plants. Sitting in our glassed-in porch of our Milwaukee home, you shared a seat with an encroaching Spider Plant while a Wandering Jew tapped at your shoulder and stray fronds of the Boston Fern landed on your head. She was one of the rare people I knew that made African Violets bloom more than just for the few weeks after they came from the store. She repotted, divided roots, and created starter plants from clippings with the ease Biblical figures made wine from water. Continue reading “The Lesson of the Lilac” »

Apr
11

Death,Taxes, and that thing called Fear

Here’s the thing: Death and Taxes are still a known quantity. Since I’m not dead, I’m paying taxes. That is really fine with me. I think we should all pay our fair share…and perhaps then some. It actually works for me because I play this trick in my mind that I imagine all my tax dollars are going to entities that I so enjoy and believe in. So National Parks are looking good because my tax dollars are funneled straight toward them. Yosemite, Bryce, Grand Canyon…all parks I highly recommend due to my federal funding. Continue reading “Death,Taxes, and that thing called Fear” »

Apr
03

A Little Sunshine

It’s the fourth year I’ve done it. The weather seems to know to cooperate. But this year so did my favorite landscaper, JR, who called and offered an unscheduled clean up the day before. So the weather was not only perfect, but the yard was looking ripe for working in. The weather and the yard were ready to honor my friend who helped add sunshine to my life when things were not so bright. Continue reading “A Little Sunshine” »

Feb
03

Our Muscles Hold Memories

There once was a runner I knew who had taken a lot of time off but decided to do a marathon within weeks of returning to the streets. I was curious how this was going to occur without injury, without pain. He said he was relying on muscle memory. His muscles, he said, knew what to do. To myself, I chuckled. My experience in preparing for a race was to actually run, to actually put the time and energy into training the muscles to handle the distance. Continue reading “Our Muscles Hold Memories” »

Jan
13

Changing our Thoughts

On New Year’s Day many of us gathered in our town’s Center City Park for our own MedMob…a large group of well intentioned folks who wanted to spread their loving kindness through guided meditation. Since that day, the paper has run a few editorials. The positive ones outweigh the questioning ones, but they all make me pause and consider: What is it that we can accomplish through our good thoughts? Continue reading “Changing our Thoughts” »

Jan
02

Thank you, Thank you….

On New Year’s Day many in our city came together to do our own MedMob…a meditation for the masses by the masses. We have been doing this for three years so far on New Year’s Day when the time is ripe for sending out our metta, or our compassion, concern, and loving kindness. The cold air was fresh and kept us awake and aware. The warmth of other bodies kept us cosy and comfortable, as did our blankets. Continue reading “Thank you, Thank you….” »

Jan
01

Releasing Resistance

Last night as many folks awaited the dropping of the ball in Times Square, or the lowering of the tortilla in Arizona, or the peach in Georgia, or the live possum (yes, possum) in North Carolina, I was far into dream land. I was pretty certain the new year would come along whether or not I was awake at midnight. Instead I got a good night’s rest and awoke at my usual early hour to enjoy the quiet that accompanies the dawn of the day and the peacefulness of a holiday. Continue reading “Releasing Resistance” »

Dec
21

Take a Bow to the Light Within

Today is the shortest day of the year and by the time you read this, it may have already ended. What that means is longer days are ahead. More light will be ours as one day unfolds into the next. Darkness can be troublesome for many people. More and more I have come to think, I am ruled by the sun. I need the light to keep a positive disposition. I need the light to see me through difficult times and sad memories. But I also have come to understand, that like so much else in life, the short days and less light are truly temporary. I can dwell in the land of the dark, or I can decide to shine. Continue reading “Take a Bow to the Light Within” »

Dec
05

Fluctuate like the Weather…and You Will Shine

The fog outside encases the mountains that surround this little area of Virginia. The thickness of humid air drapes a damp cloth over everything. I don’t mind the warmth a few weeks short of the official start of winter, but a winter chill is expected. The cold air is what should be happening. Sometimes I struggle to accept the fluctuations of the weather. Obviously, I have no choice. However, I have a choice about how I accept many things and this week Continue reading “Fluctuate like the Weather…and You Will Shine” »

Dec
02

The Stars Among Us

My mother used to recite an old saying to remind me that as different as people can be from one another, they all have similarities. “They put their pants on one leg at a time, just like the rest of us.” No matter the varying talents and the variety of accomplishments, the reality is that there are many things—not just in the way we put on pants—which we all have in common. Continue reading “The Stars Among Us” »

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