and so it goes
my heart, like a sea anemone
closes up when it is touched
(even softly)
it soon reopens
ready to be touched again
and so it goes
my heart, like a sea anemone
closes up when it is touched
(even softly)
it soon reopens
ready to be touched again
and so it goes
Night before last my furnace stopped working. The repair person couldn’t come out until today so I was without heat over 24 hours. It is in the low thirties here in Seattle and I live in an old house with single paned windows so it’s been cold and drafty, to say the least. As I…
Last night, as I read Harry Potter to Alexandra, there was a line where the Minister of Magic tells Harry that it’s time he shows some respect. Harry says, “It’s time you earned it.” I told Alexandra that I have used that line with my mother before. I laughingly pointed at her and said, “Don’t…
It is such a misguided notion to believe there is any other place to be but this one– the sweet smell of rain (the droplets falling on the very paper on which I was writing this), surrounded by poetry. A church bell chimes nearby and machines whirrrrrr all around me. The cacophony of seagulls crying…
Some of Vashon’s wonderful yard art.
Life is too beautiful to dwell on the pain, or the past. Time to step into the new adventure of life. Time to say YES!
My friend, Trey, sent me this link about buildings in Russia being painted as a way to help people cope with the lack of winter sun and the depression that can come with that. I find this very inspiring and life-affirming. We are such beautiful, creative beings, us humans. It makes me want to find…