Tag: poetry

The time is…now

There’s a poem that’s been running through my mind for a while. It deeply resonated as soon as I discovered it in the poet William Stafford’s collected works, many years ago; I immediately bookmarked the page. There’s a thread you follow. It goes among… Continue Reading “The time is…now”

SAVOR weekly digest

What a difference a week can make! Our world is constantly changing and as always, our lives are filled with ups and downs. Delicious and painful impermanence. Such a dialectic. As we greet one other and each moment, a warm helping of mindful awareness… Continue Reading “SAVOR weekly digest”

SAVOR weekly digest

Welcome to the new SAVOR digest – an appetizer plate of what I’ve taken in or discovered* over the past week, gleaned from research, community resources, and current events. I’m now loosely organizing content into three categories (HEAL, GROW, and SAVOR), to better align… Continue Reading “SAVOR weekly digest”

Feast on your life

A favorite poem that I like to read aloud at the beginning of each year: Love After Love The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the… Continue Reading “Feast on your life”

On Gratitude

I’m a lover of Sun magazine; their collection of poetry and prose continues to astound me. In one of this month’s essays, a series of letters exchanged between Ross Gay and Noah Davis touched me deeply with their expression of intimate, loving masculinity. I… Continue Reading “On Gratitude”

the earth is a living thing

Some days I need poetry just as much as I need the garden. I’ve read a little of Lucille Clifton but in a new book I recently ordered – “Black Nature: Four Centuries of African American Nature Poetry,” edited by Camille Dungy, a whole… Continue Reading “the earth is a living thing”

Why we’re here

The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake… Continue Reading “Why we’re here”

Savoring flowers

  The lilac is blooming, and the rain has lifted. Amazing how each garden transition is like a birth. Just like each breath, and each day. Last night I hosted a short silent meditation session for my Mindful Self-Compassion community, and I read Mary… Continue Reading “Savoring flowers”

A self-compassionate first aid kit

Recently, my 9-year-old daughter came home from school and shared an event that had happened during recess while playing a game known as “deadly tick tock” on the tire swing. She’d flashed back to a memory of our family’s car accident the July before,… Continue Reading “A self-compassionate first aid kit”