My Friend

The bamboo rod stretched across her back Sinew, bone and muscle woven firmly into her shoulders Enormous bamboo lily pads hanging evenly Balanced piles of fruits and vegetables Orbs of green and gold and red Her eyes, shaded by her … Continued

Wind in the trees

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“The essence of all beautiful art, all great art is gratitude.” Friedrich Nietzsche   The wind began in the middle of the night. Sometime in the darkness the crescendo began unnoticed by me. When my consciousness stirred, I listened and … Continued

Patterns

We often seek the reassurance of familiar patterns. Predictability and the familiar create an illusion of safety and even a belief that we have some kind of control over our world, and the transition of time. We only have to … Continued

Words

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Recently, I had the privilege of attending a week long writing workshop held at St. Ben’s college in St. Joseph, Minnesota. Initially, I was honored to be asked to attend, but one day into the workshop, taught by Sheila O’Connor, … Continued

Beautiful Imperfections

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It is nearly impossible to travel through this life without comparing ourselves to others or to some expectation or standard – imaginary or real. With those comparisons it is easy to define differences as deficits. I often hear parents of … Continued

Contentment

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Contentment is challenging to describe and often difficult to experience.  This sense of well being, of needing nothing else at this moment seems to be something we all long for, but often have trouble finding.   Content, the base word, … Continued

Sandhill Cranes

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Today I was reminded of the rusty bugle call of the Sandhill Crane as it methodically returned north in its spring migration. That unique raspy call has been heard on this earth for thousands of years, long before my language … Continued

Dreaming of Trees

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The tree seems to grow on its own in the woods, on the plains, by the bayou, leaning over the bank of the river, or illogically pushing up through the granite rocks. Yet, there is a complex support system in … Continued