Sisters

Held in Compassion I just stepped on this bee. I said, “F-ing thing! Get off me!”, and kicked it away. As the pain faded away, I watched the poor bee convulsing as it died. I’m still alive. It is dying. Yes, I am the one who stepped on it. It was no one’s fault. It…

When you are stripped bare and are so transparent you feel as though you have no skin.  When time is suspended and the world opens up to a new possibility that you could never have imagined.  When the scent of honeysuckle in the night air or the tender kiss from your child makes  your heart…

Plum Blossoms in Sepia I remember looking at the plum tree outside my window last fall at the tangle of moss-covered, leafless branches and marvelling that something that looked so dead would ever bear fruit again. I wrote this haiku to capture the moment: filled with promise plum branches rest in autumn darkness We all…

Yesterday was a tough day. (Divorce is messy, I’m finding.) It’s amazing what a little sidewalk chalk drawing with a child can do for one’s Spirit. I am incredibly blessed.

I’m going under. Wish me luck.