Turning Bare-Chested Towards Loss

Turning Bare-Chested Towards Loss

 This morning, as I awakened alone inside the quiet warmth of my bed, I found myself contemplating the habitual way we brace ourselves against loss. I was considering a dear friend of mine, who is facing a particularly grueling passage of loss, inside a lifetime full...
Musings from the Chrysalis

Musings from the Chrysalis

My friends, I’m so sensitive, as I imagine you are, to this profound time of collective stopping. What a remarkable pausing in multi-layered uncertainty. How is it for you, I wonder? It’s been a confrontational time for me, personally. An edgy and earthy time. I feel...
Loving Life on Life’s Terms

Loving Life on Life’s Terms

Several years ago, during this very same season of giving thanks, I went through a very difficult passage. It was not long after my daughter Arayla (nine years old at the time), had endured a vicious health ordeal that landed her in the pediatric I.C.U. for one long,...