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Spending Time in the Weeds

It doesn’t have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones; just pay attention, then patch a few words together and don’t try to make them elaborate, this isn’t…

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The Scent that Never Fades

“Sir, there is nothing more you can do here. Your wife is gone. But here is what you can do,” the nurse said, “I want you to go home and gather up all of your wife’s dirty clothes. I…

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Turning Toward Emptiness

In turning toward emptiness my life begins to take a new shape. My first art class I was a freshman in high school. I loved my art teacher – also a first. A first crush on an older man…

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Mums, Mom, and Helen Reddy

My brother David brought me the two most beautiful potted mums this fall – one bright yellow and the other deep red. Watering one day I noticed one small flower “that was not like the others”  (please hum the…

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Loving My Neighbors

After the Orlando shooting, I noticed my neighbors a few streets over had a large rainbow flag hanging from their porch. I don’t really know them, but I did recall briefly chatting with them years ago and finding out they…

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Sucker Pie

This video from Manchester United player, Andreas Pereira, popped up in my Facebook newsfeed today.  A memory came rushing back. I was about five when I informed my mom I would be making sucker pie, my original creation, for dessert.…

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don’t fight the waves

I imagine for many of us trying to live our grief the verse from the song above resonates. Last Saturday was a special night. I attended a concert headlined by Amy Speace and Megan Palmer at Green Guitar Folk House.…