I wanted to be a writer and a multimillionaire philanthropist from the time I was six years old or thereabouts. I wrote all the time as a child, filled notebook after notebook with my words. Then I stopped for decades. Being a successful and profitable author was...
There is no hurry. We live in a world where we prioritize doing over being and it leads to poor choices. Very often we are making decisions or taking actions that are not congruent with our values. One surefire way to get better results and be happier is to slow down....
My tide ebbs and flows, ebbs, leaving snails and seaweed high and dry, flows, slipping and surging across the rocks, in perfect harmony. My emotions ebb and flow, ebb, grief dripping out in endless tears, flow, love zipping and oozing to every cell, fills me up. My...
When do I go UP? This is such a rollercoaster but the ride goes down so much more than it goes up and I’m sick of it! I keep thinking that at some point this pervasive sadness will morph into joy again, my natural state. There are moments of happiness but they...
My grandfather gave Brimstone Island in Penobscot Bay in Maine to my grandmother for an anniversary present in the 1940s. We used to go there as a family for picnics. Here is a memory from my childhood. Rambling along the path, fit only for mountain goats, barely big...
The sounding of whales, Rain dripping on rock, A baby bird fallen from its nest, Snails in dried-up tide pools. Re-articulating limbs to fit them in a body bag, Snap, crackle, pop, How are you? I’m sorry. That was a stupid thing to say. Sage in a pattern where my...
