Owl: A Touch of the Wild
When I’m working in the garden, I don’t always see the neighborhood birds. But I hear them, and I see their shadows. Robins, crows, swallows,
When I’m working in the garden, I don’t always see the neighborhood birds. But I hear them, and I see their shadows. Robins, crows, swallows,
“So what are you writing?” the woman in the yellow blouse cheerily asks me. We’re sitting next to each other in a college auditorium, waiting
My room at the top of the stairs is part art studio, part office, part writing space, part temple. I love every room in this
I spent a day wandering around the Metropolitan Museum of Art in Manhattan. This piece, Amor Caritas, in the American wing is one of my
Mid-April always marks my annual trek to the east coast to visit my granddaughter Grace, usually followed by a visit to New York City and
Last week I hosted my ninth retreat at Aldermarsh. With such a magical number, the powerful 3×3, it should come as no surprise that in many ways it
I spent the first week of March at my beloved Aldermarsh, as a retreat participant instead of a retreat host. I joined 11 other alumni
I am now holding the prototype deck in my hands … introducing the Pentimento Tarot! (A majors-only deck.) If all goes well, the decks will be
Yesterday, it was spring. Today, it is the season of storms. I stood here and watched an eagle head into the wind, then glide on
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