I flew to Spain a couple weeks ago. I went with friends who were walking the Camino de Santiago, an ancient pilgrimage. Because I hurt my knee this summer, I was not going to walk. But I had lovely plans ... to explore Spanish cites, enjoy great food, drink, reading, resting. Which I did. Until […]
I leave for my modified Camino on Tuesday, September 3. I thought I would be packing a suitcase filled with wool socks, hiking pants, blister band-aids and rain ponchos. Instead, I am curating my reading selection, packing cute dresses for evening meals, scouting out coffee shops and wine bars, and loading up a brand new […]
Why is it that when I put my hands in the dirt I feel better? What is it about mud and worms and soil under my nails that grounds me? Why do I love weeding by hand - pulling out unruly dandelions and clover - to create what feels like a bit of order in […]
The hard part Is to find yourself at home with where and what you are And still remain amazed. (John Koethe, "Beyond Belief") We live in a trance so much of the time, don't we? Here, but not here. Restless, never really at home. We carry around a vague sense of unhappiness with who we […]
A year ago, after a somewhat rocky Christmas Eve, I woke at 4 AM and wrote this essay to read to my family before we ate monkey bread and frittata and drank some mimosas. I read it again this year before our traditional Christmas morning repast and it seemed to resonate with my people. I […]
Oh let's take a day, shall we? Yes, the world is aflame with hate and war and greed and devastation. We acknowledge this, we look at it straight on and our hearts break. We lift up our hands to you, God, and we pray the only prayer that makes any sense in these times: "Help! […]
