Three parts to this post: COVID Info & Resources, Good News about COVID, and Fun Ways to Distract Yourself from Bad News. Read any or all!

But, oh! it was lovely Monday morning. The stillness. The simplicity. The muffled slowing down of the world.

In this "bleak midwinter" I am worried, feeling the cold, the loss of light and other losses, so I wanted to share a few holiday gifts.

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...

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.

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...

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.

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…

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

I didn't feel good there, but sometimes I felt a little less bad. A tiny shift, but it was a start.

This is a good sequel for almost all of the tools I've shared over the last year. In fact, it is probably the most important concept of all.

People reported an increased sense of well-being & happiness when experiencing beauty. So, here are some photos I think are beautiful.

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