Grief is a sacred journey

My Land and Home

The Copper Vessel: Prayer Walk for a Gas Free Seneca

152 My legs ache and a blister throbs, but I don’t stop or slow down.  I focus on the copper vessel ahead of me with its beaded red cloth cover. It holds water collected four days ago

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Cooking a Bowl of Italian Heaven: A Fast Vegetarian Recipe

103 6 I don’t cook as much as I used to. It’s a shame, since I spent years perfecting healthy vegetarian recipes for my family and posting recipes for nutrition clients on my website. It’s less interesting to

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Remember What You Love: Deep Friendship and Thriving Plants

42 “Do something you used to love, even if you don’t care about it right now,” my son David advised the spring after his dad died. “Then something you always loved will be waiting for you.” Gardening

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For the Love of Trees

113 2 8 “Come on, Elaine, let’s dress up in our Hector regional costumes and take a photo for the party invitation.” “I have gardening to do, Vic. Let’s do it tomorrow.” “No, today,” Vic insisted. “It’s

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When I Leave My Home: Love, Loss, and Continuing Bonds

48 I arranged glass canning jars on the wooden shelves in the cellar to please my eye—apricots between red cherries and crimson tomatoes, purple red plums next to pink tinged peaches. A rainbow of jams filled the

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Standing up for Mother Earth

41   I left home at 4 a.m. to catch a bus to the Forward on Climate Rally in Washington, DC. Six chartered buses left Ithaca, NY soon after 5 a.m on Feb. 17, 2013, filled with

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Home with Hestia: Goddess of the Hearth

80 1 On bitter winter mornings, I am a devotee of Hestia, Greek Goddess of the Hearth. I descend the wooden steps from my bedroom, shoulders shrugged against the cold, put my dog Willow outside in the

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New Year’s Resolution: Let Loss Open My Heart to Kindness

56 4 Peter’s red pick-up was parked in the road when I got home just before dark. Peter often brings his dog Simo to my land for a run, but Peter’s long dark silhouette stood alone against

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Solstice Blessings: A Family Ritual of Remembrance and Love

109 8 On the shortest day of 2010 when my sons were home to celebrate the holidays, I took a clipper and cloth bag on my morning forest walk and gathered evergreen boughs and pinecones. I picked

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My Hector Home: Protecting the forests of the Finger Lakes

32 Willow looks over the world from an upstairs attic window. “What are we doing inside, Mom?” she whines with soft little moans. “The sun is shining. Let’s go.” Willow is my walking buddy now that I’m

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