Out with the dragon, in with the snake! This past Year of the Dragon was HUGE for me and mine. We sold our family home, moved to a new place, married off both daughters in style and welcomed our son home after two years living abroad. On those charts that measure stress-inducing events, well—we’d be [...]
Category Archives: Spirit
Wild Turkeys and Pilgrim Pugs
A few weeks ago I walked out my front door and ran into seven wild turkeys pecking at hidden treasures in the long grass on the banks of our front creek. Mindless of me, three of them marched up the porch steps to stand at my front door as though they expected someone to let [...]
Earth Time
If this graphic illustrating the history of Earth is accurate, human existence is as inconsequential as a plover’s feather. Which would be a bleak thought for a Tuesday if I hadn’t just spent several glorious Indian summer days at the beach.
Many Happy Returns
Hello world! We survived the move and are settling nicely into our little cabin in the woods. After a month of waking up to the sound of wild turkeys and tending to a garden swarming with friendly buzzing creatures, I’ve decided we’ve moved into a house fit for a hobbit. Tucked into the hillside, with [...]
Spending Time
All I ever wanted since I arrived here on Earth were the things that turned out to be within reach, the same things I needed as a baby—to go from cold to warm, lonely to held, the vessel to the giver, empty to full. –Anne Lamott On Wednesday I spent the afternoon with my friend Athanasia, [...]
Top o’ the Morning
At 6:05 this morning my friend Rosie called to see if I was still willing to meet up for our weekly walk in Mountain View Cemetery. The first real storm of the year was in full force and I knew I could stay in bed with a clear conscience. I was tempted to cancel, but [...]
Bravo!
Almost every weekend you’re likely to find me at the movies with my husband. Our first date was to see Werner Herzog’s Aguirre: The Wrath of God at our campus’s international cinema. Ah, cinema nerds in love–wunderbar! Thirty-one years later we’re still splitting a small bag of popcorn and some Red Vines while we take in [...]
Arms Folded, Heads Bowed
I just finished reading Joanna Brooks’ excellent collection of essays The Book of Mormon Girl. Like Brooks I grew up Mormon but unlike Brooks I’ve stayed an active member throughout my life. Which isn’t to say that I haven’t felt some of the frustrations she describes with the LDS church. It’s an imperfect institution filled [...]
