Companioning the Self
Some days when I wakeSadness walks byleaving a trail of tears. Her best friendfollows behindgathering the tears. They make a pair,the one who weeps,the one who waits as long as…
Category: Thinking Out Loud
Two Gardens
On my second visit to the ER in one day, I encountered the grumpy admitting nurse. Everything she did had a rough edge to it, from setting up the heart…
A River of Possibilities
I have a stack of books by all of my reading chairs, a large collection of Podcasts that resonate with me in my Spotify App, and a collection of amazing…
Narratives
I’m not big on the calendar new year. For me, the winter solstice and return of the light marks the turning of the year. Last year, on the Solstice, Sharon…
The Things They Carry…
Sometimes I’m surprised at what tilts the scales toward grieving. Earlier last year I received news that a co-worker of mine “separated from employment” and I felt such a loss.…
Healthy Habits
My last post was about carrots. Not the vegetable, but the concept. This week I want to celebrate finishing something: labels in the studio! And while I was at it,…
Living with Loss
I just finished reading “All the Light we Cannot See” by Anthony Doerr and already I am missing the characters. The novel takes place during WWII in a small walled…
Radical Change
“Taking a vacation from (twelve step) meetings is like giving your plants a break by not watering them.” Anonymous friend I could say the same about writing. And yet, during…
Stella Sunday Afternoons 