I sat in my garden staring at our latest seedlings: peppers and squash, melon and pumpkin. We had planted them the other day, eyes on the rising sun, filled with harvest hope. Six hours later another massive hailstorm, evidence of climate change, solar flares, Mercury retrograde or, you know, our secret guilt over believing we […]
Wag more, bark less
(Just back from a vacation with my family and posting this excerpt from my first essay collection, Extraordinary Ordinary Forgiveness, about practicing the Course’s extraordinary forgiveness in ordinary life. Hope to get back to my more regular posting schedule soon.) My little dog Kayleigh spends a lot of time peering out our side glass door […]
Who you gonna call?
I was walking my dog and decided to check in with someone I regularly call whose approval I have secretly, unsuccessfully sought for decades. I interviewed her a while, reciting a rote script as disingenuous as the confession I used to make as a child. Inquiring about health and weather; movies seen, meals ingested. Until […]
Together we dispel the darkness
Dust in the wind
“Have I mentioned I have a special hate relationship with wind?” I asked, hitting the pause button on the remote. My imaginary inner teacher and I sat on the couch watching the weather report on the evening news, my little dog Kayleigh coiled in her bed with her ping-pong ball, snoring away before the gas […]
The egg that cracked
(Here’s another excerpt from my essay collection, Forgiveness Offers Everything I Want. Hope you enjoy!) When my daughter was in kindergarten she won an award in our school district’s “Young Authors” competition for a picture book she wrote and illustrated entitled The Egg That Cracked. The story involved an egg fearful of cracking, of giving […]
The Runaway Bunny
Here’s another excerpt from my most recent collection of essays, Forgiveness Offers Everything I Want, about practicing extraordinary forgiveness in ordinary life, remembering all I really want, and learning to smile. (I will be heading to Temecula, CA, next week for the March Academy at The Foundation for A Course in Miracles, and will post […]
Guilt: the stuff that dreams are made of
“All your time is spent in dreaming. Your sleeping and your waking dreams have different forms, and that is all. Their content is the same. They are your protest against reality, and your fixed and insane idea that you can change it.” (From A Course in Miracles, Chapter 18, II. paragraph 5) In yet another […]
