The power, the sweat, the struggle, the elemental, primordial nature of birth. The incredible joy of new life when it is complete.

It was like taking a journey together, like discovering a new planet just for us, yet feeling safe and cozy, as if we were in a nest.

I love words so much sometimes I just want to eat them! Plus sitting on a dictionary...

I know what it's like to be bullied--there's fear, humiliation and frustration as someone bigger & stronger taunts & threatens you.

I like quotations--they can be a bit like tiny stories, complete with a conflict or problem and some sort of resolution. And they're short!

When astronauts go through re-entry, they may be coming back home to some semblance of "normal" but no one expects re-entry to be simple.

"If stories come to you, care for them....learn to give them away where they are needed. Sometimes a person needs a story more than food."

Otherness is an odd--and cosmic--corollary to oneness. Otherness in a relationship can take many forms. There are big differences like...

A lighthearted song...I hope it brightens up your day, bringing back some good memories--your own or maybe your kids' or grandkids'.

This strange mirror, this odd form of grace, though uncomfortable, has on occasion helped me see myself a lot more clearly.

My first discovery of the use of dialog in journaling was back in the mid-1980s, not long after I moved to Charlottesville.

I let the pictures whisper, or call out, so they become like dream images, leaving more room for revelation, for mythic or mystical meaning.

I focus on my breath. I get distracted. Oops. Okay. And again. So many times that I feel like one of those toys on a string...

Since I've come across several really good pandemic-related resources recently, I wanted to pass them on to you, hence this different post.

Something so beautiful & unusual that it follows you around for days, rising again & again from hidden stairways of your heart...

When I looked at that piece of paper the next morning I saw the following: true gifts, humility, self-confidence, grandiosity. Ohhhh...

I'm sorry he is in such pain. It is not a fun place to be. But with great power comes great responsibility. And if that power is abused...

I love to play with words & to read others who do that well. Here are three lighthearted--and cat-intense--poems. For fun!

It's a brief tale. About a very large tail. A snow leopard tail--or rather, the lack thereof. I am in awe of snow leopards...

"Looks like we just gave ZZ Top a shave & crewcut!" said Celia. We looked at the huge and tangled heaps of grape vines we'd just pruned off.