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Seed Saving
Buddhists teach that attachment is not useful, causes suffering. I am not Buddhist but I struggle with this belief because I am a saver—I like to keep, preserve. Remember. And I am also a keeper of things out of sheer pragmatism. I could need them later. But today, today my mother showed me a different way—that (…) MORE »
Finding My Center – Again and Again and Again
It is a year after giving birth. I hug to my chest a 50-pound bag of sand, struggle across the deck, and find myself wobbling at the top of the stairs, pulled off center. My blood thumps as I steady myself. This massive bag of sand nearly pulled me off balance down those wood stairs. (…) MORE »
Family, From Afar
How is it that my family looks more beautiful from afar? I am running the lake, feet pounding the gravel, breath pounding from lungs with each thud, and I see them — standing on the concrete dock, like an island, a pedastal, holding them like art, no sound of them. Ken. Noah. Katherine’s canary yellow stroller. (…) MORE »
Ho, Ho, Ho! Who’s Laughing Now?
He was chubby and plump–a right jolly old elf. And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. ~ Clement C. Moore, The Night Before Christmas “What do you want for Christmas, Noah?” (…) MORE »
