When Joy Breaks Through Grief
In 2010, eighteen months after my husband died, I longed for relief from constant sorrow,…
Artemis Adopts a Pup: A Fanciful Ancient Greek Diary
September I've had dogs all my life, so I should know how to raise them.…
When We Were Almost Poor
“I hear a baby calling,” I said to my husband Vic in 1970. After a…
Here Comes the Sun
It won't be long before the Earth is tinged with color in the snowy land…
How to Build a Heart Fire
The sky darkened from dusk to inky blue. Disco the sweet black pup became an…
Now Our Minds Are One: An Iroquois Prayer of Gratitude
This ancient prayer of Thanksgiving comes from the Haudenosaunee (Iroquois) people. The prayer is used…
On Iroquois Land
“Why don’t you write about the Iroquois?” my son Anthony said. His eyes gleamed with…
Marion Woodman and the Princess Who Said No
“Why are you giving a lecture?” a woman in the audience said as she stood…
Inspired by Artemis, Lured By Joy
My friend Barb Cook shared a video of six squirming black puppies. I watched as…
Grief, Hope, and Climate Change
Two boys walked on the other side of Seneca Street. We were leaving the Climate…