A rainy morning with light breaking through… My mind is an interesting place to be right now. I am on day six of taking Wellbutrin to treat a depressive episode brought on by this summer of loss and heartbreak. (I love that term episode, knowing this is not forever), and am trying to stay very … More Pinpoints of Light
That first blush Of love realized, Two souls smiling in joyous recognition. Your world consumed With thoughts of one another, Eyes seeing only beauty, Perfection. Time passes, That first blush fades, Burnishes, Becoming something more real, More precious, Tempered by life. Time brings the gifts of trust, Devotion, understanding. You discover there is beauty in … More Young Love
Gettin’ cozy-fied… A dear friend was coming to spend the night in our guesthouse a couple of days ago, so I went up to tidy things and make sure that everything was ready for her. On a whim, I decided to take the sheepskin rug with me that has been hanging over our footboard for … More Little Steps Through the Darkness
I saved every letter and card my mother ever sent to me from the time I went away to college, a sentimental gesture that I am especially grateful for as the years pass. Mom was such a great letter-writer; newsy, descriptive, funny, and loving. I happened upon a couple of letters that had been stuck … More Love Letters
For those of you who know me or who have read my blog for any length of time, you know that I do my best to be stubbornly positive, honest, and uplifting in what I write. Sometimes I’m positive past the place where I should be perhaps, but I am hardwired to try to turn … More Tangled Grace
As I began to head down the long flight of stairs to the street with our border collie mix Sophie for an early morning walk, she suddenly froze, her tail wagging (this, the dog that usually races down the stairs, so excited to start her walk). I didn’t see anything at first, but then Sophie … More More Hellos from Heaven: Canine Edition
My garden of joy is a haven of wonder, Where sorrow and heartache may never plunder. Hope and compassion grow on long flowing vines, That wrap ’round my heart in invincible binds. I come here to heal when life wields me a blow, To breathe in the peace and and to let it out slow. … More My Garden of Joy
