Hello, My book has been out in the world just a few weeks, and the feedback has been so lovely and heart warming. I was overwhelmed by the support at the book's launch party on…
I'm taking a break from promoting my new book this morning to extoll the power of a pause. We humans do tend to plow into the middle of things in our self-important haste to get…
Hello there, I've been writing about life with my special needs daughter since she was a toddler. She is by far the most interesting person I know. Like many people who are wired differently, she’s…
Body Preach The neck spoke first: The muscles here— so tight with the shoulders in a way the grandmothers— who lay down with toil and breathed the breath of labor, laboring,— in a way that…
My friend, the artist Marina Powdermaker, would have turned 64 next week. I can't quite believe it's been 5 years since she left. It is for us—those left living—to honor our beloved dead by telling…
The Bus Crayon There will be a morning you won’t reach for the black rectangle with the white apple on its face. You won’t instruct your finger to slide…
Writing can be therapeutic, but it's work nonetheless. Sending woven words out into the world to be judged is a practice in growing thicker skin. For every published piece there are dozens of rejections. Though I've…
Hello, dear reader, and happy mid-June to you. I’m popping in to say my first full-length poetry collection is scheduled for publication this fall. No exact date yet, but I’ll send out an update when…
Weary and Awed a collection of parts of the holy whole One of my favorite songs is “All This Joy” by John Denver. If you’ve never heard it or it has been a while, here’s…
This one is for the mothers. When God is a Bird The feeders out back bring more color this month— goldfinches blossoming from marsh-like greeny gray to forsythia yellow, a red-winged blackbird flashing…