November 3rd
Today is the 102nd anniversary of my mother’s birth. Given our stormy history, I have not thought about her very …
Tag Archives: Connection
To All Who Are Rain-Starved
It’s rainingnot a heavy raincertainly not enough rain But it’s the first rain here in months The scent of it …
Musings on Madness
Me: I am a round peg in the square hole of life. Kyle: Ah, so it’s hereditary! January 2016 I …
Sea Glass Words
looking down the beach at low tidesmall stones strewn along the shoreI think of every word spread out across language …
Spring Equinox 2022
a stillness of balancelight and darkday and nightwinter and summereach in their own waymay each of usfind, and hold,our own …
Soon, please
When I was young and had just begun to be able to sense things around me, and became aware of …
“New Age, Old Age”, and Older Still
I have been spending a little time going back a re-reading posts from my retired professional blog The Riley School …
Birds of a Feather Read Together
In these times which have brought sadness to so many, and loneliness to so many more, the dark rooms of …
Mosaic Heart Stone
When I lived in California and would drive out the Sonoma Coast to do my ceremonies each month, I would …
Small, Powerful Gifts
When I was very young (6-10 years old), I would wander alone along the Indiana shore of Lake Michigan looking …
Weaving the Magic Thread 