#393 What is true?

Two facts dominate my life right now. One is as improbable as the other, yet both are true. I am 77 years old. And, I’m living in the midst of an attempted coup by christian-nationalist, white-supremacist, billionaire-funded fascists. Which causes me to wonder, what...

#392 Shame again

I did say I’d write more about SHAME. Here it is. But first, here’s a link to a piece I wrote several years ago. Please read it, because I have something to add. #231 Shame is Not Yours To be free of shame, you send it back—not to whoever gave it to you, but to where...

#386 Needs and Trees

I came across another little notebook I haven’t looked at in years, and I found something you might like. I’d received a note from a former student, telling me that she’d been mingling her roots with those of the trees (something I used to teach). Here’s how I...

#382 This is Dedicated

“This is dedicated to the one I love.” (Can you hear it?) That’s how I begin my 15 minutes of breathing every day. And the one I love is me! The totality of me. Body, mind, spirit, and all the aspects and dimensions of me I can only imagine. This is...

#381 Rosary, continued

Well, well. My statement that I purchased a rosary caused a bit of an uproar. “Please don’t tell me you’re praying the rosary!”  and “What are you gonna do with that rosary??? It’s almost scary to think of holding one!” were fairly typical replies. No, I’m not praying...

#380 My Rosary

I bought a rosary. You may know that I was raised Catholic. Although I was not a believer, I did attend 12 years of Catholic school. I’ve known many people who had to struggle hard to free themselves from the cords of religious beliefs, so I’m grateful I never...