20
Jan
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
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Karly Randolph Pitman
I'm a writer, seeker, mother, poet, craftswoman, teacher of all ages, and facilitator. I call the journey of becoming 'growing humankindness' and am awed by the sacredness of healing.
14
Jan
Blessing the Pills
Yesterday, in my monthly writing group, we explored belonging. During our time together, I heard something I hadn't
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07
Jan
Growing Sweet Potatoes
My garden is my teacher. The lessons she teaches me reverberate through body, heart, blood, mind and skin.
A few
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14
Dec
Rain Harvest
Yesterday I had a long list of tasks, most of which involved the computer, a tired body, and a tired
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26
Nov
Sprouting Seeds
This year my beloved acupuncturist, Dr. Wu, retired. I could sing you love songs about Dr. Wu. He took such
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16
Nov
Prayer Flags
I have four children, and much of my weekends have born the imprint of their activities these past twenty years.
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01
Nov
Rendezvous in Aisle Twenty
I've often said that my church is The Church of H.E.B. H.E.B is the
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29
Oct
Picking Up the Pieces
Once a month I drive fifteen miles to a church hall in a neighboring town, where kind volunteers stack the
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26
Oct
When You Find a Grocery List in Your Poetry Journal
When people ask me what I do, I tell them I'm a writer. The next question is often
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23
Oct
On A Day When You Don't Feel Enough
Today's poem is for my young friend Liam. Liam is 19, in his first year of community college,
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