Why Hello Again Tiger

I have been waiting for this trip, manipulating my moves to keep me close and available, anxious for the chance to cross another ocean, to experience Tiger again, to learn more about sailing from the man who instilled in me my addiction to the sea. As I said goodbye to Mom in Eugene I laughed … Continue reading Why Hello Again Tiger

Little Steps

Rune stones, like throwing bones, like reading tea or coins or tarot. I’m groping through this bag of smooth clay charms, hoping something else will give me an answer. Our desire for destiny, a divine plan, and our need to break the mystery.  Again in transition, always in between it seems. And spun to exhaustion … Continue reading Little Steps