
The Lost Art of Listening
We wake to a screaming alarm or boisterous morning DJ, then turn on the morning news to be informed of the latest global horror,...

What a Difference a Day Makes.
A few days ago my feet were bare, my jacket forgotten, a late February winter anomaly. Birds foraged for fun not need, and daffodils...

Glimpsing Goddess ~ 46 and counting
Goddess: a woman who after six or so decades arrives clear of bitterness and weathered in the best possible way. She offers no...

Absent a Piece of Your Heart
“How was your day, dear? Technology has made this question virtually obsolete. We learn who was cut off in traffic, or had an over...