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The latest from Our Little House in the Big Woods
- Oops, another misstake
- Miracle of an October walk beside the Slate River
- Is life looking up…or down?
- Mums for my mom
- What I have learned during the pandemic
- Let the photos do the talking
- Forest teaching about Intent and coming from love versus division
- The sh*t phone is history.
- Snake fear and love
- Flute tree, rain web, road of life
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I’m in downstate eastern Michigan lounging alone on my mom’s flowered pastel couch with the deep aroma of coffee beckoning. The tattered book “Wild Mind” by Natalie Goldberg peers up from the round glass table. Write, write, write, Natalie urges … Continue reading
Last night in the heart of February, the Winter King dreamed of pussy willows. He dreamed of them sitting atop red buds in the lair of his woods. He dreamed them fresh with life and song and laughter. But, because … Continue reading
December has worn her drab gray dress every day. OK, maybe she jazzed up with some weak yellow sunshine occasionally when she felt festive. But mostly she’s just dulled us with mono color. This is nothing new here in the … Continue reading
In 2031 imagine your grandchild running into your kitchen grabbing a chocolate chip cookie and asking, “Grandma, what do you remember about the pandemic in 2020?” What do you say? How do you describe this year with so many challenges … Continue reading
Yesterday proved to be one of those lie-about-on-the-couch-and-get-very-little-accomplished-days. Even though I had the best of intentions. Just no energy to clean, zing, zang, zip or zow. (I don’t know what zow means, but the Urban Dictionary says it’s an acceptable … Continue reading
Last night I decided to write a light-hearted blog post today with the title “God loves nonsense, too.” At 1:30 a.m., wide awake, staring at the ceiling, my mind dictated an entire serious and logical post about “levels of awareness” … Continue reading
You’ve heard the story about the Zen farmer, haven’t you? If not, mindfully pour yourself a cup of tea and settle in your comfy chair on this US election day, 2020. Something to perhaps momentarily take your mind off any … Continue reading
Today I want to write a little personal reflection. It’s Day 13 of the seventy-five day commitment to connect more deeply with God, Spirit, Holy, Love…to explore “What the Heart Knows” during the waning days of 2020. Day 13 already! … Continue reading
Spirituality is like a half-frozen pond in late October. Where does the pond start and end? What is the pond really?