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a concert for grandpa

Five year old Nora is sitting at the piano. Her Grandpa – my husband’s father – slowly makes his way down the stairs. One careful step at a time, mindful foot after mindful foot, he arrives in the sprawling basement. Nora sits at the piano and presses, one careful finger after the other. Plink.                                   […]

i published… check it out

Well, friend, I did things a little differently this week. I popped my blog up on Elephant Journal. Because I‘m apparently in stretch mode and my burning ears are confirming as much. if you’d be so kind, click here to read (it’s the same ol’ me, I promise). After you’re done, click the heart if you like it, pop it up on your facebook page, […]

come back to center

I was in the aisle at Target holding my phone to my ear when it happened. Oh, and I was in front of the toothbrushes. I know this because I started to put one in my purse. But don’t worry, I haven’t taken up shoplifting. Instead, my body was in the aisle but my entire […]

permission to be

I know there are plenty of people who feel what they feel and think what they think and that’s that. Then there are those of us who have an extra layer to what we feel and think. We’re really good at watching the world and taking it all in. And we’re excellent at comparing ourselves to it. And […]

the cat got stuck and then…

Doh. I knew this part would be bumpy but holy smacks. It’s like for the past year, our little family of 5 was orbiting the normal world (aka “the pandemic pause”), looking down at the stunning and heartbreaking thing called earth, and now the past 10 days we’re getting a “smack smack smack” cartoon slap to the […]

how to witness

My friend’s text to me says, “How are you holding up with the birds fleeing the nest?” (Translation: “How are you doing with the kids back in school for the first time in almost a year?”) I stare at the screen, thumbs at the ready, tilt my head and look up toward the ceiling (is the […]

what does she want from me?

7 year old Ruthie and I sit in the dark, the clock drips to 9:00 p.m. Books and songs are complete. We’re together in stillness, because we can. Her voice crawls through to me, “Mama, how old were you when you got married?” “26.” A beat of in-betweenness and then she says, “I’m afraid of something […]

that’s not meditation

Hello to you on this January day. I’ve posted a short meditation video that’s inspired by this blog. Click here if you need a downshift right away or, read first for context, and watch it next. We spend a lot of time at my parent’s lake house. A lot of time. During summer visits, one of my kids’ favorite […]