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Quote I’m Thinking About Right Now:"Be kind. Everyone is fighting a great battle." -St. Athanasious
…from one of my many clippings:"One adventure is over; it is time for another. I have a different kind of work to do now. I am growing into a new season. At the water's edge, watching the tiny, teeming life of that mysterious place between high and low tides, the intertidal zone, I begin to accept the relentless flux that is the condition of these days. I am not old and not young; not betrothed and not alone; not broken and yet not quite whole; thinking back, looking forward. But present. These are my intertidal years. " -I wish I remember who wrote it. It came from the NYT Magazine or Oprah's Mag.
Category Archives: Journeys
He taught me that love was real. He taught me that the movies and the love songs and intimate sonnets are not a bunch of bullshit for a party I was not invited to: they can be real. The lesson … Continue reading
Dear Cathy, You don’t know me, yet if we met under different circumstances, we’d surely be friends. There’s so many things we share in common that sometimes looking at your facebook likes is like looking at a mirror. That’s irony … Continue reading
And so we had the perfect holiday season. Thanksgiving posted below. Then, a Christmas dinner with my parents and the children a week early. The following Saturday, “Santa”. On Monday we went to court and the judge awarded me *everything*. … Continue reading
I did get my miracle. It was nothing I ever saw coming. It was nothing I recognized. My inner chemistry has shifted. I’m still absorbing and looking for words to describe it. A month later, I have only told 3 … Continue reading
These are 18 hour days. Long days, with multiple tracks and twists too complex for me to do anything but smile and continue moving forward. There is not energy nor time for untangling confusion that is designed like a net. … Continue reading
There’s a Half Moon in the sky tonight; did you see it? It suits my mood, this feeling that I’m Halfway There even if I don’t really know what or where The End is. I think I’ll know When I … Continue reading
The ocean was tranquil and blue today, with waves like wrinkles in my blanket. I’d spent this morning running hard, pounding out memories and fantasies I didn’t want to dwell on and I went ocean-side wanting more pounding, angry waves. … Continue reading