April 25, 2023
Gratitude for the Gift of Vision
“You haven’t been here since 2018,” the receptionist says when I call. “Have you seen…
April 11, 2023
Love and Loss with A Soul Animal
“Want to go outside, Willow?” I asked in a gentle voice. She struggled to her…
March 28, 2023
My Beloved Sons
The two of you sent a photo from David’s home in North Carolina last week.…
March 14, 2023
Hopeful Signs of Spring
February was unusually warm and calm in the New York Finger Lakes, a quiet time…
February 28, 2023
Dark Sky Magic and the Planetary Dance
In late February, my son David who lives in North Carolina sent a text to…
February 14, 2023
Imagining a Visit from Eros
My dream visitor follows me as I walk up the trail with my dogs. I…
January 31, 2023
Imbolc: Spring Awakens in the Belly of the Earth
I watch the sun on the western horizon all year. Its setting spot barely moves…
January 17, 2023
No Cell Phone and a Great Excuse For Being Late
Snow pelted the windows and obscured the black night sky. It was 6 pm and…
January 3, 2023
Inspiration from Marion Woodman
April 18, 2009 Dearest Elaine, ...Ross (86, Marion's husband) and I (80) laugh many times…