Breaking Training

With Gratitude to Julian of Norwich, died c. 1416 I let myself believe that all is well, and all is well, and all manner of thing shall be well. How contrary to my upbringing, this notion is, as if to see this troubled world and feel around inside it for the healing,...

A New Chapter

As happens every few years, I have been seized by the poetry muse. And so begins a new chapter. I’m happy as can be to be writing poems good and bad. Much gratitude to those people in my life who support me in this activity, along with my genes, which would...

An Offering

My friend, Maya Stein, has been on a journey she’s calling Type Rider. She’s cycling from Amherst, MA to Milwaukee, WI — 40 miles a day for 40 days, beginning on her 40th birthday, which was on May 5th. Today is day 39. She’s carting along with...

Encountering Starling

Gorgeous Spring weather, a week before the Equinox, has my windows open and the screens not yet in place. I come home from an early outing to find a starling frantically keeping out of paw’s reach as my cat, Lucy, in full hunting mode, is tracking her. The...

40 days and 40 nights + 325

Exactly a year ago today, I began the journey that continues to be an adventure of growth, discovery, and transformation. Yesterday, incredibly, and without my consciously realizing its relationship to last year’s journey, I began a 10-day kitchari fast....

40 days and 40 nights — Day 40 + 14

6:45pm Sundown in 19 minutes, the start of the Sabbath. Two weeks since I ended my fast. Two weeks of exploring new terrain. I have been going very slowly with respect to figuring out how to eat. Mostly, I’ve kept a pot of kitchari handy. The only non-plant...