Sometimes … There’s more than one way to look at it: (These little messages written on the Downtown Charlottesville Community Chalkboard). ❤
Category: Musings
hopeful words for a dark world {on Easter Sunday} …
Today is Easter Sunday: celebration of new life, forgiveness and light. But. This world can be dark. Dangerous. Brutal. All week long, the violence tearing through this little planet of ours has been weighing heavily on my heart. So today, I thought I’d share a brief snatch of words giving me hope: Courage, friends… […]
four paws, one cold wet nose, and twelve years of memories …
I don’t often talk in much detail here about my real, day-to-day life. Today, though, I wanted to introduce you to a special guy whose path intersected with mine for a little while. This is my fur-brother Eli — my parents’ sweet-tempered standard poodle — who crossed the rainbow bridge on Friday night: A few […]
what we were meant for …
A memory: I am just a girl, with one skinny arm thrust from the car window. The hand cupped to cut the air: lifting. I am too young, then, to have learned Bernoulli’s Principle, or to have heard the word “airfoil.” But still, my palm curls into the wind, without needing an explanation. Without knowing […]
A promise, on a cold, rainwet day …
Summer comes. It cannot be stopped, will not be held back. * It pushes up from the southernmost places, unfurling in gold light. The icecicles grow narrow. The pond darkens at its center — liquid underneath, warming into wet. Small green things force their way out of the earth and into the sun — […]
things left unsaid …
Whatever you’ve been meaning to say … I hope you say it today: Speak gentle. Speak thoughtful. Speak breathless. Speak bold. Speak honest, even if honesty feels rusty in your mouth. Go on now. Take a breath … Begin again. ❤
defiance …
The birds come back first, though it’s seven degrees out. I watch them: raucous, small-bodied rebels, singing in the trees. Red-breasted balls of blue fluff, they wear their colors as a dare — an act of defiance against February’s gray. I watch them: hopping. Chattering. They warble and catcall, leaving a complicated series of footprints on […]
Five Little Reminders for You, on Valentine’s Day
True story? For almost a decade now, I’ve slept with my body curled tight against my husband’s. I’ve woken to his heartbeat, and shared in his dreams. We have every reason to celebrate, but still: I have some very mixed feelings about Valentine’s Day. I don’t know why, but this year I’ve felt painfully aware of how the […]
A tall glass of the gold stuff…
Each of us — trust me — has a little Light to give away… The trick is to shine it where it’s wanted. Thirty-four years now I’ve wandered this planet, and oh, how many days I’ve wasted, showering sunshine on those who wanted rain. Smoothing out the path for people who wanted to climb some […]
an elegy – almost – for the wild children who grew up…
… We were half-wild creatures, messy mistake-makers, just beginning to understand how to live lightly. Hooting and hollering through the forest. Leaping and dodging through the brush. Bird-calling and doe-stepping. Howling like wolves …
