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Love’s spiral
A parent’s love is a child’s first experience with love. Biology made love unconditional and created parents as devoted playthings enraptured by the small, magical being. A child soaks in love like a...
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Sunboy’s Most Rare Contest
“What are these twigs?” I ask Sunboy. “Can I put these outside?” “Oh no! That’s my Rare Collection. I’m in a Rare Contest with a friend at school.” “How do you know if something is rare?” (I love...
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A sunny snapshot in time
Many inhabitants of Earth’s Northern Hemisphere are grateful for our return to the sunny side of the Solar System and the warmer weather it brings. Some are making travel plans and looking at photos of...
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Writing confidence lost and found: a poem called Faith
I fell into a slump. I guess it started when I gave Orchid a poem to read, and he said he didn’t understand it. It was good he told me. At first, I rationalized that he doesn’t read poetry, but soon...
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Love gives the hard medicine
Sunboy’s asthma was severe in his younger years, but Flowergirl seemed to have milder, more normal asthma. We were surprised this week when she had difficulty breathing in a way that wasn’t very...
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Tree offerings
One of my favorite springtime occurrences is the awakening of trees from their deep slumber. The below are from my twitter timeline. Notice a common theme? The trees breathe deeply like inverted lungs...
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Accepting the role of matriarch
I wonder if the role of matriarch or patriarch in a family ever shifts from one person to another gradually, like a sky changing its expression. My guess is no. New matriarchy and patriarchy are often...
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Bedtime Routine (Sijo poetry)
Bedtime routine She becomes talkative, resisting sleep with lullabies With a twitch, her breath deepens, undulating like a rolling sea I tip-toe out the door, she awakens with a cat’s meow (I’m unsure...
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Power in the story
Once you’ve survived enough trials, it becomes easier to face a new challenge directly and bring the dark, musty things into the light. Arms spread wide to embrace the unknown, knowing you will survive...
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From Doing to Being
He said we are human beings not human doings - but there’s so many doings these days a treadmill without end circling the moon in its waves saving myself again and again When the tides pull back I can...
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Melting spring song
Snowflakes drag sound out of the air as they fall leaving a world of quiet. Sound freezes into snow drifts as color coalesces to white like a reverse prism. (light and sound return to the origin of...
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Bleeding heart
Dear Bleeding Heart overflowing with sadness - set your despair out to dry in the sunshine. Make your sadness malleable like clay. Make it a necessary sadness that builds a new place formed in the...
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Skipping a generation
We tend to conceptualize family in terms of direct lineage: grandparent to parent to child. Heritage can feel like a growing chain added link-by-link through the generations, or like stepping stones...
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We’re as strong as we let ourselves become (the experiment of life)
Over the course of my life, many have asked me how I became so strong, noting that odds were against me, that most would not have turned out as I did. The answer was always… 1) I don’t know, 2) I knew...
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A dream outside the box
I compiled the negativity placed it in a box taped the top securely and then stored it all away I wrote on the box “to be burned someday” and I will Then I dreamed a sweet dream so deep a dream that I...
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What is love anyway?
Howard Jones came on the radio, singing “What is love anyway? Does anybody love anybody anyway?” I remember the song from my teenage years. Like so many songs, it made more sense to me at the time than...
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Lawn diversity
I think I missed the cultural desire for lawn homogeneity. These chemical-treated lawns, so green, so unnatural, so wanting. Give me dandelions and clover, moss and the unnamed green things that draw...
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Believing the day would be okay
My husband Orchid needed surgery. He had been stabilized with pain management while we waited for the big day. Of course, we were nervous – even after reading and re-reading the statistics of clinical...
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Sunboy’s photo art
Seven-year old Sunboy found the photo editor on my phone. I didn’t realize my phone had a photo editor until the below images started to accumulate in a new file. It’s interesting to note the subjects...
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Toddlers instead
Instead of castle-storming maybe we can mobilize toddlers so precious and magical and all the land would helplessly adore the little smiles that make the world and care for them faithfully until...
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