A few months ago I had a dream about my dad, who died in 2007. He was talking on the phone with two rather verbally abusive people...

I laughed out loud, in surprise and delight. "You are so right, Jesse!" I said.

I never thought it would happen to me. I know that's trite but there was some secret part of my mind that never believed I would get old.

On the backside of that hill the incessant noise of traffic and construction was buffered out…so we could drink in the silence as well.

Sometimes I slow down enough to tune into a tree, enough--perhaps--to hear the trailing notes of an ancient song.

The "sweet" in this bittersweet experience is made more heartbreakingly beautiful because we know it won't last.

Don't discount those small kindnesses you offer to others. Tiny things can matter as much as big.

If I allow my mind to still, if I let go of my need to control, sometimes I ease into a quiet state where time does not hold me captive.

Some part of me had known I was in denial when I sat on that cold kitchen floor. But I denied my denial.

When others are grateful toward you for what you have done, it makes you want to do more for them. This has the same effect on...

Think of COVID protection as if it were Swiss cheese. Each slice has holes somewhere, but if we are strategic about the placement...

A little odd perhaps, but with the conference approaching I was getting more and more nervous, so I gave it a try.

A fearful thing to love, to hope, to dream, to be–to be, And oh, to lose. A thing for fools, this, And a holy thing, a holy thing to love.

Today I just want to share a few poems that have touched me over the years.

Lawrence and I share a trait that has always been a gift to us, but has proven to be especially helpful during the pandemic--we are both…

No one could discern the roots of that terror. It was strangely elusive, perhaps from a time or place where there were no words.

Moving just a degree or two differently from where I am heading now might work.

The essence of mindfulness. When I am here, I can feel my feet, feel my breath, feel my beating heart--notice in this moment that I am okay.

It will, I hope, give joy, pleasure & sustenance to those who eat it, and become a vehicle of connection for all who share the meal.

They flowed with strength and steady pace through the heart of the village and together, they rolled on towards the Sea…