Tag Archives: spirituality

Once upon a partridge and other spring mailbox stories

Imagine walking to the mailbox, afternoon after afternoon.  Out the front door, down the three circular wooden steps onto cement and grass and gravel.  To your right lies a garden (in springtime newly planted) and to your left a tall … Continue reading

Posted in June, 2019 | Tagged , , , , , , | 25 Comments

Dad’s phantom 85th birthday and an upcoming Italian wedding

There is not one thought in this head. Can a person write a blog with nothing in the world to say?  With no important theme to share?  Nothing strung together in connected paragraphs? Let us try. Today shines forth as … Continue reading

Posted in June, 2019 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 29 Comments

Mystical green hat and red shoes

Years ago I wanted to tell you a story. Unfortunately, I wasn’t blogging at that time.  Taking a break, as you’d have it. So the story was swallowed away into memory. Today I am going to share the story of … Continue reading

Posted in May 2019 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 56 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

On Cattail Pond

  Some of you may remember the movie “On Golden Pond” that came out in 1981.  Don’t you love the image that name invokes?  A serene pond-lake golden in the sunset.  A pair of loons welcoming the main characters home.  … Continue reading

Posted in November 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 29 Comments

Breathing with trees

Yesterday I sat with my back against an ash tree.  Its top branches waved in the wind about 85 feet above my head.  Barry had pointed out the ash earlier as we peered at it from the kitchen window. “Look … Continue reading

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

Longing

Do you ever wake up on a Tuesday morning with an undefinable longing?  It palpitates near the heart, perhaps, beating its insistence with a red drumbeat whispering, “Please, please, please.” Of course a mere human can’t figure out what longing … Continue reading

Posted in October 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , | 53 Comments