Memories Swirl Like Petals on the Wind
Because a flower grew and came to bloom last season—last year—many seasons and years ago— fulfilling its promise of life …
Category Archives: Women writers
Blessing Shotweed
Moving, I face the Incense Cedar and stretch my back, arching it as far as I can as I sit there. Looking up through the dark green branches against the bright blue sky, I invite its fragrance into me through my breath.
Harvest Equinox
Take a moment to breathe in the still point That moment of balance between light and dark, between growing and …
On the Winds
I would let him amble along on a loose rein. The quiet gracefulness of his step, the soft rhythm of his body moving, and his hooves on the earth, lulled me onto a moving meditation.
Random Thoughts on Giving and Receiving
There is no “reward”, and to look for it is to take one’s sight away from the truer goal of …
Flowers in the Woods
From this vantage point, I know there are two kinds of struggle in life: there is the struggle of birthing …
Luskentyre
She sits, alone on the white sands. The turquoise waters lap upon the shore in their white foamy way. She …
And Forever Again
My love for my father feels like a warm fire like the morning sun sounds like misty rain like …
Misty Morning in May
Yesterday, I completed the building and planting of the five gardens that surround the house. As I sat on the …
The Song That Is My Friend
Last night, I saw Bryan Bowers perform. It was the first time I had seen him since sometime around 1975. …
