Soulful living

You do not have to be good: coming home to your body

The poet Mary Oliver died just over a week ago. The first poem of hers I ever read was “In Blackwater Woods”, which is about as perfect...

Letting go of Josh

Just over a month ago, we said goodbye to Josh, aka Joshi, aka Master Hoshi. I haven't wanted to write about it until now - not because...

Holiday wishes, holiday dreams

Could you or I comprehend, even for a moment, how fiercely my great-granddaughter and her friends loved being alive, and that this love...

Relaxed and forward: living creatively

The first day of a new year. I've been resisting writing this blog post because I know I need to write about creativity. We have an...

A hand-made life

Sometimes, you're just not ready for a book when it first comes into your life. Women Who Run with the Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola-Estes...