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Day 5 of my cleanse. I woke early and with a busy mind.  Clear headed, my thoughts sharp in a way I cannot describe. TRANSFORM is the word I chose from the bowl this morning. I write.  I spend the…

My teacher this morning in class said, “our greatest contribution to the world is our own joy.” I’ve been looking at the concept of non-violence or non-harming.  In yoga, the ancient texts call this ahimsa.  I thought of harm that…

winter They say there’s a storm headed our way.  It’s coming up the coast, leaving New York closed with over a foot of snow.  For me…it’s still a lovely shade of gray as I walk down the hill to the…

The Truck Driver: In my right shirt pocket is a blob of inch an a half roofing nails, I'm done working for today.  Our 120 year old Maine Victorian farmhouse likes attention.  The house sits above the village, you can…

The Truck Driver:  I was ten. It was the time during the biggest migration experience I had had up til then, it was that move my family made from Bay Village, Ohio to Chesterfield, Missouri.   There was a big moving…

The girl: I took the curtains down yesterday.  This morning as we lay in bed watching the sky get light, we hear a train in the distance and the constant hum of people driving who knows where at 5 am…

Marriage is a dance…isn’t that what they say?  Didn’t someone say that one time?  Often beautiful but also clumsy, awkward, hard and frustrating. When we started…we can’t believe how much better we dance with this other person.  The way they…

The girl: I read an interview the other day with a very famous chef.  He talked about the absurdity of the label “farm to table” because all food comes from a farm…right?  He also talked about how ridiculous the label…

This morning I lit a candle and read the words of my favorite poet.  They find their way deep into my soul today, quietly reminding me to love the trees, the snow as it sparkles in the sun against a…