Where the landscape offers its slumbering beauty
Winter blessings and deep courage to you each and all.Sitting in the darkness, as I do every morning, contemplating what to write here in this
December 27, 2022
Balancing the Sacred and the Profane
If you’ve been up here lately you might have been horrified by the stench of rot and death. Many corners of the land are nauseatingly
October 3, 2022
You can’t see me, but I am here. Listen.
This morning I was awakened by an owl. It was so loud, so insistent I ran out of bed and then out of the house
September 1, 2022
Thanking. Thanking. Thanking.
Some summer images from my body-mind to yours: The bats in and out of the belfry at dusk, their wild graceful speed. The artemisia gone
August 8, 2022
Can we find our way home?
Looking for true freedom and honest bravery… In my fury, speechlessness, and need for enlightenment around so many profoundly not-OK movements happening around me, I
July 4, 2022
On asking 1st, reactive attachment disorder and changing our lives…
Hello Dear Community, Windswept and ocean-roar-penetrated, I write from another stunning day of beauty at the coast… in case you have not yet heard, I
June 1, 2022
On SCALE: being with the broken and tiny beautiful things…
I have been trying to write about the fresh clear-cut in my neighborhood for weeks now. So, at newsletter deadline here I am; I can’t—it’s
May 2, 2022
Letters from Two Lands
Today I am bridging between two lands—just home to Ashland following almost 2 weeks in Port Orford…we named our resident hummingbird, Rosemary, “Rosie” for short—she
April 7, 2022
Greetings from Alma’s Way
Here. Greetings from Alma’s Way, our new home and the stolen land of the Tutuni people. Pause, breathe, grieve, bow. May we remember, may we
March 1, 2022
Thousands upon thousands of robins
Every year in early Spring, false Spring really as it’s late January or early February, the robins come. Thousands upon thousands of robins. I don’t
February 8, 2022