The Path
A few years ago I began creating a "Book of Love," a psalter of the heart. I was
Last Supper
Yesterday, in my monthly Soul Writer's Circle, we were asked to write a poem about embodiment. One prompt
Instructions for Depression
Images of elephants - trunk tied to trunk - have touched me ever since my mentor used this image to remind us
What we see
I just returned from a visit to my large, loud, loving Italian-Polish family in the Cleveland suburbs. As we
Breakfast sandwich
Breakfast Sandwich
There is a moment
when I walk out into the early morning light
in my pajamas and robe
Overflowing
Isn't it something, what flows from our bodies, our hearts, our minds?
Sometimes I don't even
The gifts of 'the end of the day'
A friend once gave me an 'end of the day' clay bead - a bead made of the remnants
Good Bones
"It is not beauty that endures, it is love that makes us see beauty." - Leo Tolstoy
In 2010,
Turning off the lights in my son's room
When one of my children began to potty train, they were terribly frightened of the noise and size of public
On Being Thwarted
My second daughter was born a bit early at 35 weeks. In her premature arrival, she needed more physical closeness