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The sunflower is the national flower of Ukraine. My friend, photographer Jeannee Sacken posted this on social media today to show...

On January 30th, Chelsie Kryst, a woman who had worn the crown and sash of “Miss USA,” ended her own life by jumping out of a window. ...

Who did we used to be before “normal” was a place to which we longed to return? If we find that place again, will we be restored to our...

Early morning and a disconcerting wind whips and crashes outside my window. Trees sway, and the last of the red, tenacious leaves finally...

Each year changes me, remolds me, like clay becoming a pot, unfinished and waiting. Each place changes me. This place, Austin, is like a...

My dog. Mickey Mantle Raffelock. The last dog was Jeter, so if you're a baseball fan, you can see that there's a pattern here. Even...

Tom dresses up like Santa Claus. He has decorated a corner of his front yard with Christmas backdrops pinned to the fence, along with...

I barreled through the month of November with the determination and tenacity of an ambitious thirty-five year old, only to collide with...

Let the beauty we love, be what we do. There are a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground. ~Rumi I looked forward to the retreat for...

When did I know that you were in my life? A faded memory of sitting on the front porch, placing crackers between my toes and sticking my...

Photo Credit: Sebastian Kaczoroski Texas. Ground Zero. Back to where we started almost fifty years ago. It took three years for Roe v....

I am so grateful to be writing. The process helps me to make sense of the world and make sense of my life. Making books is my passion,...

The rains came yesterday afternoon. Thunder, lightening, the drama pressing itself against the windows. I read while I stroked the dog’s...

This whole COVID thing has me down today. For a couple of months I was feeling pretty impervious. I had dinner guests. I went out to...

Summer brings joyful chaos to life. The heat is such that I have to walk early in the day. Walk before the sun becomes too intense, and...

The small stone Buddha was meant for the garden, but it was cold and raining the day that I brought it home. Thinking I’d move it outside...

I put aside a work in progress, a manuscript that needs to settle before I can pick it up again. Such an action stirs in me other...

Once a week, give or take a day, I write a blog post. I try to keep my posts upbeat and sincere. But here’s a deeper truth: these days...

Today a couple of memories popped up on my Facebook page and I was surprised by what a touchstone they were. At this time in 2019, I had...

I would love to tell you that I’m so evolved that I never lament lost youth. But, I’m only human, and today this human is thinking way...