Dancing with Monarchs, Defying Despair
The Earth burns. Citizens are shot for no reason other than the color of their…
A Prayer For Our Suffering World
I live in a rural sanctuary, but who can forget the pain of the world—the…
The Sacred Path of Love: Letters from 1967 & 2020
July 12, 1967 Dear Esel, After your bus left, I couldn’t face the apartment, so…
Carrying What We Need for Now
The bluebird boy uses his beak to carry bugs and caterpillars for his nestlings and…
Cradled: Creating a Safe Spot in Times of Crisis
It’s my safe spot now. I don’t love the dark walnut wood, but I love…
Skin Color Defined Our Lives
Two little girls stand in an open field, close to each other but not touching.…
Walking Meditation: A Calming Practice for Stressful Times
In the American Brahman Bookstore in Ithaca, NY in the late 1960s, a group drawn…
Twelve Years after His Death
I walk to my husband Vic’s cairn in the forest to honor his life and…
The Peace of Surrender
Rushing toward Strong Hospital in 2008, I call the pulmonologist, the oncologist, the cardiologist, and…
Praise in Disheartening Days
During this quarantine without life’s usual distractions, anxiety follows me like my puppy. I’m safe,…