White Slats and Winter

1/25/2017 Notes to Myself: How is it the white slats of my Adirondack Chair are glistening in the sun at the end of January? It’s beautiful but I don’t like it. Not for now! Not for January. Where is my winter? My snow? Is it among these slats of white? Or has it slipped through […]

A Geographical Cure

1/18/2017 Notes to Myself: Did you ever have the urge to move to someplace new or to start over somewhere new? During the course of my life I guess I’ve had those urges. The one place I always thought I would like to move to is Maine. It’s such a beautiful state. What I’ve learned […]

Eternity Blossoms

1/10/16 Notes to Myself: “Eternity is called whole, not because it has parts, but because it is lacking in nothing.” Thomas Aquinas My spirit is whole and complete constantly seeking to open like a rose. My humanness provides contrast, like thorns on a stem, from where I can blossom.