Our "new" reality where nothing is certain.
A meditation on connection with self and others.
One little girl's journey from an orphanage crib to a family farm.
An effort to bring education and empowerment to Eastern Europe's most impoverished women.
Experiences in adult potty training, a reflection on the little moments that shape us.
The hands behind the movement.
Hemp's back, with a twist.
Library books. The sound. The smell. Crinkling plastic, shiny pages, inky and metallic. A fading film picture of three sun-baked, knobby-kneed boat kids. Two bright blond, one red-head, 1980’s home-sliced haircuts, generous in the bangs, efficient to keep salty hair out of eyes. Wearing undies and oversized shirts, leaning in transfixed around a weary mom … Continue reading Just Read to Me
This time I came crawling back. Head down, slow approach, looking up shyly for permission. Respectfully I reach out to touch, I understand the distrust. For how many times have I run off to taste some other flavor of myself. For how many times have I bounded back. High on promise, loaded with gifts of … Continue reading Let it Last
Visits home, and learning to become a conscious contributor to the places I travel.