Aspects of Eve To have been one of many ribs and to be chosen. To grow into something quite different knocking finally as a bone knocks on the closed gates of the garden— which unexpectedly open. Linda Pastan (b.... Read More

Fall has always been my favorite time of year. I love all of the things written about in poetry and literature: the colors, the air, the frost, the digging out of sweaters and jackets, and the laughing complaints about the... Read More

I am so weary this election season. This is clearly a tired response to the second presidential debate.–BLR Reckoning I reckon the way things are going we’ll return to the fire, no more mouths agape in TV glare- Reckon once... Read More

The Autumnal Equinox past, we move into shorter days, the residue of the calendar and solar years. The light draws down, no more basking in the brilliant summer sunlight one can bear unmediated for only so long; we, and our... Read More

(taken from a fastwrite exercise prompt from Telling the Truth-Writing as a Path of Self-Awakening at WWF(a)C) To her I am danger – to him I am irrelevant.  To her I am the first – to him a sunshine.  To... Read More

For me, spirituality is a very practical thing.  My grandfather always wanted me to come to church, and I understand that concern, that desire, that lifestyle.  Church can be a beautiful place full of haunting music, lovely woodwork, a chorus... Read More

He almost always stumbled out of their bedroom well before she did, an urgent call to the bathroom propelling him as fast as his dilapidated knees and metal walker could manage.  Then to the coffeepot to push the start button,... Read More

We learn and teach and as we go each woman sings~ each woman’s hands are water wings.  From “Water Women” by Alla Renee Bozarth I was pushed out of a very rocky and leaky boat twenty-five years ago. I went against... Read More

Babysitter. My first babysitting gig, aside from helping my mom in the nursery at church from early on, was wataching a newborn across the street in third grade. I was probably really hired as an early warning system for my... Read More

I am collecting the gentle buzz of hummingbirds and big bumble bees resting on fingertips, dance parties in my living room, tree swings, heavy rainstorm porch-sitting, coffee sips well past noon.   Long neighborhood walks and sweat pools at the base... Read More