White Wings

  Four pelicans Glide white wings through azure sky beneath a morning moon, soaring. They were just paddling a tight circle on a small clear lake, fishing, Moments ago.   Human angels against A backdrop of hate Raised white linen wings fashioned for protection To shield hearts shattered from grief From a raw harshness yet…

I Lit a Candle This Morning for Yesterday – and ended up Baking Cookies

Originally posted on One Heart World ~ with Margaret Gilfoyle:
As I lit a candle this morning, it felt I was lighting it for yesterday. For a realization that came. Where my heart floated graciously in acceptance of what was right before me, and I let go of what was not. I quietly rejoiced in that…

Just Before the Rain, or: When I Feel Fragile I Look to the Earth

My body feels fragile today. Human. Delicate. Unsettled. With love, and more than a little gratitude, I look to the earth: She always comforts me. With her intricacies, her breadth. And especially the details. All the glorious details. Though much has changed, since these perennials last sprouted, in my life, my heart – to see them…

Entering the Sometimes Turbulent Realm of Valentine’s Day with a Smile…and Sour Cherry Chocolate Brownies

You get it, right? The emotional weather report for the next weekend can forecast some fairly volatile storms, the possibility of patchy, disorienting veils of unfathomable fog ~~~ as well as heady, high altitude, sunny, picture-perfect atmospheric conditions. All because of St. Valentine, and the weighty burden we’ve laid on him. The ability to feel and express the…

Don’t Frack the Fork! A Fierce and Tender Love, from Garden to Table

I live in the North Fork Valley of southwestern Colorado, in the small town of Paonia. The North Fork refers to the mighty Gunnison river, which ebbs and flows in varying degrees of tame and wild depending on the season. This community became my home nearly 6 years ago, and I have grown to adore it, land,…