Remember What You Love: Deep Friendship and Thriving Plants
“Do something you used to love, even if you don’t care about it right now,”…
For the Love of Trees
"Come on, Elaine, let’s dress up in our Hector regional costumes and take a photo…
Writing through the Rough Spots: Healing through Story
“Write a list of questions,” Ellen instructed. “Anything that comes to mind. Just let your…
California Hippie Capers: 1968
Vic and I were in Palo Alto at the Free University Psychodrama Commune where residents…
When I Leave My Home: Love, Loss, and Continuing Bonds
I arranged glass canning jars on the wooden shelves in the cellar to please my…
Permeated by Peace: In the Dalai Lama’s Presence, 1989
A friend told us to gather near a small gray door in the back of…
My Wedding Ring, My Lucky Charm
I took my wedding ring off on the first anniversary of my husband Vic’s death.…
Tish Pearlman: An interview and poetry about Life and Death
On Sunday afternoon, I went to the Saltonstall Foundation for the Arts to hear Tish…
How I Learned to Trust a Man
Grandpa Ware smelled like cinnamon toast, steaming cow pies, and brown soap. His wrinkled cheeks…
Falling in Love with Marion Woodman: 2003
“Who do you want to see more than anyone?” my husband Vic asked in an…