Waiting on Hold for the Customer Service Rep
Perhaps like me, you make a lot of phone calls. Insurance companies, banks, doctors offices, the IRS, the plumber and
Mourning Song
There's a story I heard in a Tara Brach podcast, many years ago now, about a young child
Saying Goodbye to My Son's Choir Oxfords
For much of the past twenty years, my social life has rotated around the axis of my children's
Blessing the Pills
Yesterday, in my monthly writing group, we explored belonging. During our time together, I heard something I hadn't
Growing Sweet Potatoes
My garden is my teacher. The lessons she teaches me reverberate through body, heart, blood, mind and skin.
A few
Rain Harvest
Yesterday I had a long list of tasks, most of which involved the computer, a tired body, and a tired
Sprouting Seeds
This year my beloved acupuncturist, Dr. Wu, retired. I could sing you love songs about Dr. Wu. He took such
Prayer Flags
I have four children, and much of my weekends have born the imprint of their activities these past twenty years.
Rendezvous in Aisle Twenty
I've often said that my church is The Church of H.E.B. H.E.B is the
Picking Up the Pieces
Once a month I drive fifteen miles to a church hall in a neighboring town, where kind volunteers stack the
