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Down on the Farm

I ran four miles in the countryside today. Not enough to settle into my running zen, but it did feel good to get outside. Crudely painted wooden signs pointed the way to a neighboring farm offering hayrides to happy children. I sensed more outsiders on the roads today as the season always draws people from everywhere to the farms. Apple orchards, pumpkin patches, spiced … Read More Down on the Farm

Glittering Galaxies

I am mesmerized by all things outside the earth’s atmosphere these days. Maybe it’s all part of this painful awareness that life, as I know it, is fleeting, and I long to understand “what else?” What else is there after we breathe our last breaths? What else is there that gives us purpose in the Universe? As we begin to learn more and more … Read More Glittering Galaxies

The Disease that Stole Our Sanity

“4:00, wallow in self-pity. 4:30, stare into the abyss. 5:00, solve world hunger, tell no one. 5:30, jazzercize; 6:30, dinner with me. I can’t cancel that again. 7:00, wrestle with my self-loathing. I’m booked. Of course, if I bump the loathing to 9, I could still be done in time to lay in bed, stare at the ceiling and slip slowly into madness.” The … Read More The Disease that Stole Our Sanity

Christmas Closets

I dragged everything out of the garage that I painstakingly packed away last year for easy retrieval this year. I don’t think I’ll ever get it all back in those boxes when it’s over. I’m preparing the motherly holiday homecoming experience, to the best of my ability. The bedrooms have miniature Christmas trees, fresh linens, and all the comforts I could find. What do … Read More Christmas Closets

Chapter 2

Last night I lay in bed, and my thoughts bumped into my old blog on a dreamland street.  Barely recognizable, the stories of my past have been sitting there, like forgotten books on a dusty shelf, for years now.  For dozens of months I’ve had nothing to say – no urge from within to spill my guts on an electronic page – but there … Read More Chapter 2

Saint Saturday

The Universe brought church to the countryside on a brilliant Saturday afternoon this week and filled my soul with everything reverent and good. First, an hour of yoga practice, then the holy five. The first mile was exhilarating. The sun warmed my bones and my heart danced all the way into the first tiny town. I raised a hand to halt traffic at the … Read More Saint Saturday

Tell Me Again

My mother’s memory flitted in and out like restless little bird. Each morning I had to repeat the story of her trip to the hospital, the virus, the AFIB, and her transfer to the rehabilitation center. She couldn’t remember the day of the week, the current month, or even the year for as little as 15 seconds. But then, as day gave way to … Read More Tell Me Again

Tennis Shoes and Wooden Spoons

I walked through the front door bravely and de-germed my hands with a quick shot from the Purell dispenser. My ears followed the quiet strains coming from the library, and there they were – thirteen toe-tapping seniors with stringed instruments, entertaining themselves as much as the residents with their weekly “jam session.” He didn’t see me at first, but when he looked up from … Read More Tennis Shoes and Wooden Spoons