Morning
I love mornings The quiet pre-dawn lightseeps in to brightness as the sun rises The sound and movementof birds starting …
Tag Archives: Life Story
“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 …
Finding Meaning in Trauma, Part One
When I was young, I would see the Shriners in various parades and recognized them for their red fezzes and the myriad …
Landscapes
After I so reluctantly sent Kyle back to Napa from Sedona, the first order of business was to find gainful …
April, 1999
Verde Valley, April, 1999 Sitting on my deck in the sun, my feet up on the railing and my head …
Leap of Faith
Kyle and I had visited Arizona during the winter break of 1998, as we often did during school breaks. As …
Flow and Ebb
Relations between Mike and I were strained as we moved our way through the process of divorcing. In Napa County, …
Under the Yogi Tree, Part Three
Coming back to the overview of the Eight Limbs of Patanjali’s Ashtanga, (see the first group of four here) the …
Weaving the Magic Thread 