Twenty four years ago today, I was two years old and was moving into a new home with my family in Brooklyn, New York. August eighth comes again; this time, I’m living elsewhere (in a small town in Massachusetts), contemplating the meaning of a childhood home, feeling both distant from and near to the child…… Continue reading August 8, 1988: Coming Home
May November bring you a wonderful new start, a time to realize what is most valuable in your life; wild, pleasant dreams, joy and comfort throughout any suffering, a creative awakening to make consistent progress in projects, and unending love. Bye bye, October! 🙂
I am writing this from windy, rainy, but lovely Vermont where I am having my honeymoon. The wedding (Saturday) went really well–my husband, Dan, is still working on the pictures. There are so many!When I think back, I remember trickling water and a peaceful lily pond, smiles and tears, delicious food, laughter, holding hands, kisses,…… Continue reading Honeymoon: Mountains, Evergreens, and Rain!
An intention I have is to be respectful of other people’s privacy and emotions. Certain questions can make others uncomfortable, especially if the question asked is something that the other person does not want to share, and even more so if the question is not directed to the person about whom we are asking. What…… Continue reading Happily Reserved
Sometime last year, I took home a library book and when I sat down to read it, flipped open the cover, out fell a worn prayer card. I had never found anything tucked inside a library book except for the little stamped cards that tell when the book is due, so this was a nice…… Continue reading Surprise Discoveries
What surprised me about my walk this afternoon was the amount of litter I came across when I was paying attention to it. I saw a floss pick, a navy blue wool scarf and a turquoise blue shirt on the ground, and a white plastic bag hanging from a bare tree branch; graffiti on the…… Continue reading An End of Winter Walk in Brooklyn