The Only Reality

Dear One, Help me live from this place of knowing the perfection of all. That veteran along the road with the face tattoos and the white dog, Help me know that he is right where he is meant to be. And that woman on the Pickleball court who sheds negativity, Help me...

The Changeless Climate

I turn on the water faucet and wait. Not a single drip comes out. While in the middle of cooking dinner, I pause, stare at the nothingness. For those of us living on a private well, as my boyfriend and I do, such a moment causes an immediate jolt to the body, flush of...

The Inner Activist

“You’re coming to the demonstration, right?’ my close friend asks me. “Yes,” I say, a note of reluctance in my voice. In the coming days, I question the notion of attending the political rally that my friend is organizing. I would like to support her creation, and she...
Refuge from the Storm

Refuge from the Storm

On the way home from the new vet, hours to go, I drive into a storm. It’s like a curtain I glide through into a world of chaos. Rain pounds, hail bounces, cars, bumper to bumper, blink their emergency flashers. In my head swirls the vet’s cautioned voice, “May be...
Be Where You Are

Be Where You Are

I’m on the court, a ball flying toward me. It bounces, and I swing my paddle, making contact. The ball arcs over the net and lands near the baseline, and I rush forward. Bam, bam, bam, it zooms back and forth…until it bounces out of my reach, and I lose the point. An...
We Can Face Tough Challenges

We Can Face Tough Challenges

  Recently, I killed a squirrel—intentionally. I was walking our dog, Lester, along a country road near our house, when suddenly he scared up the little cutie. He tore after it, racing through a thicket of trees, and then back toward me, where the squirrel ducked...