Hallelujah
The Canadian Singers Sing Hallelujah I was raised a Catholic….kind of lightly. By the time I came along, discipline (and belief) had...
Engage with our Dreams
“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...
Memories for Thanksgiving
I think a wonderful exercise during this, our week of Thanksgiving, is to pause….remember, ponder, and be grateful for our most treasured...
Diving In - Running Away
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...
"If you really want to know me...."
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...
Common Sense
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...
I Am a Digger
“Mine, I’ve come to think, is to become whole. To integrate a lifetime of complexity, challenges, secrets, luck, privilege, the...
The First Mile is the Hardest
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...
A Life Well-Lived
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...
Take the Long Way
Although I consider myself pretty efficient and conscientious, in some ways I’ve always been a “take-the-long-way” kind of girl. If I’m...