A table of weeds and a heave of grace…..

Four years into life with adequate bosoms there came an aching under my arm, a numbness to my fingers that would come when I played hard with my kids or worked vigorous in the yard. Eventually I could feel it, a tumor the size of a tennis ball. I was scheduled for surgery and waited…

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Safeheld in the tree that knows me….

(continued from previous post….) I grew up amongst the two trees, feeling the stirrings of them both. The living tree was where I knew joy,  and a peaceable rest that sprung up from feeling safe in the easy just being. I took refuge in these branches most often alone,  when stress and clamor didn’t steal…

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Singing River Soul Spa….. (starting softly)

I’ve been tending garden in my own life for awhile,  a soul spa of sorts, and I’m in love with the rivery way of this process and how it tunes my heartstrings to playing real – I love the wind and the listen. For years I’ve been working out some ways to share it with…

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Thank you notes at lap 56……

I’m headed into my next lap around the sun this week and I’m 56 years grateful.   Here’s a little celebration of thank you notes, tossed random like confetti from my heart: ~ Thank you,  Mom,  for carrying me up against your bones and breath and heart. For loving hard and caring big and every…

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Of curiosity and closets and the clothesline of things…..

I’ve been taking stock, cleaning out the closets of what I think I am, reclaiming some treasures and discarding what no longer fits. It’s been carting off piles of what may have worked in seasons past and infusing with sunshine fresh from the clothesline the ones I choose still to embrace. There’s been sadness in…

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