A Girl and Her Chicken

A Girl and Her Chicken

The last months of 2019 are in the rearview mirror, and I’m happy to have them behind me. I leave that time a little bruised and vulnerable, having lost my mother to a rapid decline from stage 4 cancer in mid November. She was a force of nature and a muse to...
Contemplating Hugs

Contemplating Hugs

On a waterfront plaza in Kingston, Ontario, last week our family of three saw a women with a Free Hugs sign. The woman was in her 60s and was with another friend. No one was taking her up on the offer, and I casually suggested to my daughter that she get a hug. She...
It is Better to Speak Remembering

It is Better to Speak Remembering

Recently the poet David J. Bauman shared some lines from Audre Lourde. My eyes are still wet while processing her words about listening and speaking and all the nuance in between. We had a spirited dinner discussion last night about the power of listening and when to...

Candlelit Tree, Dusting of Snow

  Merry Christmas to you all from Pennsylvania. This may be the first candlelit tree I’ve seen in person. We glimpsed it last night after the Moravian service in Lititz, Pennsylvania. This has been a holiday filled with singing. Tonight I am hoarse from an...