I must make one journey, quickly now, while my son is still at his kindergarten.  I am old, practiced at this now.  The mirrors no longer reflect but my drum, placed over the smoke from the opened woodstove, the drum comes alive.  

Drum sing me home.  Drum sing us… Read full post »

Dear Open Salon--

So okay, writing fiction is harder than my usual rambling prayer-poem-essay format but you know what?  It's FUN!  I have so many ideas in my head for scenes and what needs to happen but it comes to me visually with strong music in the background.  This book, storyline… Read full post »

Chapter 3

When I lie in bed waiting for sleep, I remember when great grandmother gave me the first spirit vessel, and I was afraid.  The small pounded metal statue fit in my hand even as a young girl.  Embarrassingly voluptuous, the ancient artifact had always stood on the orange… Read full post »

Chapter 2

Another woman died today in Delhi.  Raped then beaten.  How many has this been?  How many more victims still unspoken?  I’m closing the center today, no classes.  

Today.  It has to be today.   Ranya will change her mind and the phone will rin… Read full post »

 The man in the black suit walked calmly, steadily across the frozen field.  He seemed unaware of the cold, the rutted field or broken corn stalks bending in fierce winter wind.  His bare, empty hands moved effortlessly at his side—as if he wer… Read full post »

So long without writing, I know.   Life caught up with me and I tried to keep up with it-- 14 hour work days, lots of time in the car, several significant losses.   But I have this story inside me that just won't go away.  Every night I dream of… Read full post »

My husband and I both travel internationally for work and fun.  However, the world is changing, has changed-- security threats and travel advisories have taken most, if not all, of the fun out of international adventuring.   For the first time ever, I am fearful.

Oh sure, there have be… Read full post »

I embrace the interconnectedness of all life.  The great chain of being?  Nonsense.  We are no more important than other life; we depend upon plants, mammals, amphibians and even bugs (think the magic of honeybees) for our physical and, I would argue, spiritual survival. 

I… Read full post »

I am an old parent.  Coming 40 with gray hair boobage droopage and a 2 year old.  Thank God (literally) I am a naturally high-energy, optimistic person or I suspect all would not be well in our feisty family.  Still, there are days when the swirling chaos of hollering and barking/… Read full post »

I am not a computer genius.  Far from it.  I have dropped things and zapped things. I have accidentally erased my hard drive three times, albeit in the pre-windows DOS days of colons and slashes and commands that can get confusing.

But this time I swear I did nothing.  No new… Read full post »

"If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all." A golden rule perhaps even more important than the all too well known "do unto others" behavior tip, at least according to my mom.

I have trouble following this rule.  I have comments to share, insights to offer, opinions to… Read full post »

Call me what you will.  Lapsed Catholic.  Shitty Buddhist.  Heathen.  Spiritual Seeker.

It doesn't matter.  I believe.

In what precise deity or theology I'm not exactly sure.  But I know that God is love.   And I hope God has a sense of humour or I'm in big tro… Read full post »