Love & Valentine's Day
February 14, 2020
January 31, 2020
Engage with our Dreams
January 1, 2020
Memories for Thanksgiving
November 29, 2019
Diving In - Running Away
October 31, 2019
"If you really want to know me...."
October 1, 2019
September 1, 2019
I Am a Digger
July 30, 2019
The First Mile is the Hardest
June 28, 2019
A Life Well-Lived
May 31, 2019
On this Valentine’s Day, I send this Valentine to my sons.
I have no doubt there was a plan in bringing these two to me.
When my family knew I was having a boy the first time around, they said it was all wrong. They couldn’t imagine me with a boy. I was such a girly-gi...
The Canadian Singers Sing Hallelujah
I was raised a Catholic….kind of lightly.
By the time I came along, discipline (and belief) had waned. Parents had more important things to deal with. But I was a young person who probed, asked questions, and sought to understand m...
“We are done with life when we cease to engage with our dreams.”
Glenda Burgess, Author
I find I cannot NOT create.
Over the years, I’ve tried.
I’ve tried to turn it off and be done with the pressure and anxst that comes with trying to schedule time to be alone and quiet t...
I think a wonderful exercise during this, our week of Thanksgiving, is to pause….remember, ponder, and be grateful for our most treasured memories.
What of your past would you like to think about?
For me, pleasurable moments and memories are many. How do I choose just...
If I think about giving advice or about the things I wish I’d known 100 years ago, I think “diving in” and “running away” are two worthwhile actions to think about as you move through your life.
Inertia will hurt you, sure as anything. If you feel compelled to do anyth...
What follows is the finest piece of writing I’ve ever read.
It’s in Christina Baker Kline’s Prologue to the novel A Piece of the World, a fictional memoir about the woman in the famed Andrew Wyeth painting Christina’s World.
In the book, it is said by Christina Olson he...
We were walking the East End Beach trail when my husband said he had been talking to a colleague last week at work. This colleague had younger children than ours. He was in the throes of it, seemingly an uphill climb.
My husband and I are on the far side, with ch...
“Mine, I’ve come to think, is to become whole. To integrate a lifetime of complexity,
challenges, secrets, luck, privilege, the inheritance of pain, of misunderstanding,
the recompense of all the gifts I have been given with which to explore. I am a digger.
When I took up running, late in life at the age of 35-ish, I found the first mile was a killer. Well, at that point, every mile was a killer, but the first mile – really tough.
Even after months of practice, every other day, over and over, the first mile still got to m...
How do you define a life well-lived?
Do you define it?
Do you ever think about it?
I don’t think about it all that much, until I see it written or hear it said. Hearing it today made me pause to consider what I think is a life well-lived.
I believe I don’t think about it…...
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