Overwhelmed with Joy

My last post seems eons ago…. and I’m writing this from a new home, across the state of Colorado, in a new state of mind! There is so much to say, and how, how can I catch up, with the day to day happenings – the details of the garden, food relished and the light,…

Mother Earth, We Love You

Slowing down, to savor the miracle of this earth. And, sitting in the garden this morning, silently thanking the spirit of the earth, Pachamama, for sustaining us. May we sustain her, with more grace and intelligence each day.

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…

Snowdrops Spotted on February 5th and My Heart Sings

A rush in my heart and a smile on my face – I’m grateful that something so small – has the capacity to bring such joy inside me. I discovered snowdrops blooming on my mid-day walk today. Slipping across the ice, fingers wishing I’d worn gloves. Sweetness.

The Delicate Trails of Deer through Snow-flight

A few days ago I woke up to six more inches of snow and surprise tracks at the back door. I could see them from the kitchen. I live right in town, and a small town at that. It takes about 2 minutes to get to the country, and even from my back yard I can turn…

Lemon Curd and Other Love Stories

I walked into my bedroom after a busy day today and realized I hadn’t had time to make the bed this morning – a typical daily ritual before heading downstairs. It triggered the memory of the lines of a poem. I wrote it years ago, the day after the man I eventually married left my…

Prayers to Pachamama

Pachamama….. Earth Mother ….Mother Earth…. in grateful silence, I breathe with you. I pray…then, through your ears, I am listening,  listening….to pigeon coo and wind…. whistling through dry leaves…. to sandstone, re-forming. I seek to merge with the Love, the Knowledge that you are. Breathe it in. The pathways through the expanded heart we are,…

Surprises in Life and the Garden: And Oh! the pang of unrequited love

Oh my! All is well. To everything, turn, turn, turn. There is a season, turn, turn, turn, and a time for every purpose under heaven….. I found out this morning a dear friend is considering a move to another country, and even the suggestion of this change wrenched my heart. Aching! Already, and nothing has…