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A few days ago an old friend, Kitty, emailed me that she was cleaning out a file cabinet and had found several of my letters. She scanned...

My writing journey is pretty inspirational, at least to me. For the past four years, I have been doing what musicians call...

So why write a book at all? I’ve asked myself this question in the past year as I’ve slogged through the slow revision and polish process...

Even though one day is pretty much the same as another, and an arbitrary line between December 31st and January 1st doesn’t really mean...

I am hunkered down with tea and  a laptop, moving forward on a manuscript that has had its hands around my throat for the past year and...

When the Faith and Culture Writers Conference put out a call for original essays to read to the inmates involved in The 7th Step...

You simply will not be the same person two months from now after consciously giving thanks each day for the abundance that exists in your...

A pair of well-worn hiking boots sit on a rock somewhere on a trail on a sunny summer’s day. When I went down, I went down hard, the left...

My heart won’t stop aching for the cops shot to death while they were trying to protect the protesters. I think about their families and...

There are certain things that I want to tell my nieces and my grand nieces before I get too old. Maybe they already know. They are all a...

For a while I still read at night. Schooled on the principle that one’s writing is a direct reflection of the quality of one’s reading, I...

I kept the teapot and the sugar and creamer, though I lost the lid to the pot during a move. I displayed them on a shelf. The rest of the...

By the time you are working in the long-form format of the novel or the memoir, craft becomes the big thing. Story. Craft is what makes...

Second Chapters–I know them well. The invention and reinvention of your self, each time trying to get life a little more right than the...

I was a writing student at Naropa University, a Buddhist inspired school, deeply rooted in the traditions of meditation, creative...

And it did. The rains came on the heels of a hot, smoky, too dry summer that had over stayed her welcome. And with the rains came the...

My retreat partner Susan and I in Luven, with a statue of a Beguine. It is the work of women to balance the world, to know their strength...

With the advent of each autumn since, I have planned a retreat. Just before I moved from Colorado to Oregon, I found myself sitting in...

Thus far, my sixties have been the most exciting and fun part of my life. I never believed I would say that a few years ago. Sixty is,...

In recent years, I have grown cynical. Never in my lifetime have I seen a President of the United States treated with such disrespect, a...