Tag Archives: love

What will count on your deathbed?

Here is an assignment–should you choose to accept it. Pretend you’re on your deathbed.  It’s the end of this life.  Goodbye moon.  Goodbye songbirds.  Goodbye everything awful and beautiful. What advice might your dying almost-gone self give to your current … Continue reading

Posted in July, 2020 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 31 Comments

The herd is our brother, too

All week I intended to share a poem here.  Written six days ago.  I lounged on the couch in pajamas pre-dawn last Wednesday, happily anticipating quiet peaceful meditation.  Instead, a poem lassoed me.  The poem circled its rope from the … Continue reading

Posted in May, 2020 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 58 Comments

For my birthday, please consider donating to love

Yesterday was my birthday.  Wow, 62!  Who knew this age would ever arrive on the doorstep, bringing with it this very flavor of aches and pains, joys and laughter?  Who knew? At age 11 or 35 or 54 we can … Continue reading

Posted in July 2019 | Tagged , , , , , , | 44 Comments

Keeping an open heart

One of the hardest challenges in life–I think–is cultivating and keeping our hearts open. I don’t know about you, but I learned quickly in life that an open heart can be a big liability.  Often, when we speak and share … Continue reading

Posted in April, 2019 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 40 Comments

How big can our love be?

I often wonder. How big can our love be? Does it stop with ourselves?  Is our love only for our individual human self, our Kathy, our John, our Diana, our Lee Ann, our own precious being wearing this human flesh? … Continue reading

Posted in January, 2019 | Tagged , , , , , | 35 Comments

It’s life and death for them today

Fingers in brown sandy soil thinning crowded avenues of carrots.  I used to despair thinning these deep tap roots stretching down past undulating worms.  How could one decide carrot life or death?  How could one presume to kill this one … Continue reading

Posted in August 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 35 Comments

Balance for a troubled heart–staying close to the simple, the ordinary, the real

So many of our hearts seem troubled these days.  We’re worried about politics, the state of the nation, the trials of the world, the gullies of the universe.  We’re pained about health, trapped children, money, jobs, relationships, pressures.  We’re feeling … Continue reading

Posted in July 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 50 Comments

Don’t go believing everything social media says

Please, dear readers, never let your thoughts convince you that Cousin Lindsey or Friend Derek or Acquaintance Daniella has a better life than you. Forget their sixteen pictures of babies, tropical vacations, or happy interludes. Remember that Social Media only … Continue reading

Posted in June 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 46 Comments

“Failed” friendships

I used to think that a failed friendship meant personal failure. A failure to maintain a long-standing relationship.  A failure of the other person.  A failure to work through disagreements or issues or perceptions. A failure of personal culpability, a … Continue reading

Posted in May 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 58 Comments

Sleeping beneath the Mackinac Bridge last night

Today’s photo prompt from April Love 2018 is Simplicity. Alas, the last twenty-four hours have been anything but simple. Twenty four hours ago Barry and I were eating Easter dinner (turkey, potatoes, gravy, stuffing) and chatting casually about this and … Continue reading

Posted in April 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 24 Comments