I’m lying in bed listening to one of the wonderful sleep mixes Dan has put together for us. The view is crystal clear after last night’s storm blew away most of the remaining leaves. Marley is snoring between us and the fluffy comforter feels wonderful on this chilly night in Birmingham. Along with listening to … More On Medicinal Escapes: Part I
Hi I felt it so clearly a few days ago as I sat in the quiet of my studio between lessons; a heavy wet blanket settled over me from my head to my feet, leaving me feeling weighted down both physically and mentally. Depression. I know this feeling well and it always follows on the … More On Wet Blankets and Bright Spots
Marley won’t go up to bed until she is absolutely sure that I am joining her, and she always stops mid way to be sure that I’m still right behind her. As I and my sweet girl headed up tonight, I smiled at the wonderfully comforting nightly routine, memories of other precious dogs who walked … More Stairway to Heaven
Don’t let this angelic face fool you- this too-good-to-be-true loving dawg is an addict. Her drug of choice? Shiva’s cat food (and she’s possibly an adrenaline junkie, too, as she is certainly challenging fate by taking said food from the said Demon Seed..I mean, that takes guts, right? We found Shiva’s bowl wiped out a … More Marley-Tails: Upon Which a Mystery is Solved
I am yet again mired in one of my frozen phases, causing my ever-growing level of anxiety to go through the roof. By ‘frozen’ I mean that I cannot seem to focus or accomplish tasks that are normally ridiculously easy for any normal person to do. I feel frozen in place mentally; sometimes just writing … More On Freezing in Fall
Sometimes I feel I have dueling hearts; One is wise and bows to every blessing, steeped in light and hope and joy. The other lives in shadows and memories, nostalgia for what could have been, worries for what might be. Each heart serves a purpose; one to remind me to honor the past, hold onto … More Dueling Hearts
The room is dark and cool, Thomas Otten softly plays as the dog snores gently between us. Countless nighttimes of comfort and routine, a precious gift, soul to soul; the trust, the love, the connection, to end the day in quiet communion, weaving a spell of possibility. How did I ever deserve this? Deserving or … More Quiet Moments
I am caught in the in-between times; the ‘bloom on the rose’ faded long ago, at 58 the passing of years leaving me not yet OLD-old, but heading in that direction with unnerving speed. My mother was right as she just about always was; time flies by so quickly. I still remember her standing in … More The In-Between
Today is your birthday, and I am so grateful that you were born. After the many years of our long friendship, we know that each moment is precious and never guaranteed. I hold onto those moments with you; the laughter, the joy, the challenges, the tears. I am a better person for having you in … More A Birthday Ode to my BFF
We are living through such strange times, chaotic and unsettling. Up is down, down is up. The moments consume us until we think we will never arrive at the other side. Everything seems larger than life while we are living it, but with hindsight we realize that all of those moments are only pieces of … More The Necklace of Time
The View from Here 