the daily work….

I have entered a new phase in my relationship with the book I am working on. After almost a week of being home alone, with multiple snows...

Winter has seen fit to descend finally and the last days have been bitter cold and snow covered, nothing like the northeast I know. But...

Forward.

My big brother has Alzheimers. I will go to visit him next week and be part of his Alzheimers Walk team. He is an honoree and has been...

Mapping.

It is the coldest morning in a very long time. The dog is restless to go for a walk but I am not. I am fiddling with the fire in the new...

Time has slid into the New Year. It is December 30, the day before the turning and the sun has been a steady presence since just past...

Today I am up before the sun. Sitting at the kitchen table with hot dark tea and the only sounds the last clock in the house with hands...

Winter has set in a month early. The trees are bare, the light is thin and there was a delicate covering of ice on the pond this morning,...

Thursday I walked the labyrinth alone, Friday I walked it as part of a group. In the center I touched ground. The way out is harder then...

When the boundaries of my heart are blurred it is time to retreat into the words held in that small cave: the place that is sweetly damp...

Today I am at a writing retreat with friends. We have taken most of a day away from the usual and set the to do list aside. We sit in a...

Fall is leading into winter, The darkening comes earlier and stays later so that waking at 7 feels like it is still the middle of the...

shana ritter For the last half hour I have been looking up the differences between memory and remembrance. I still cannot quite clearly...

Here’s what I love about giving a reading – it makes me look at my work in a different way. I search out themes and rhythms, timings,...

At sundown this evening Rosh Hashanah begins. Over the last five years I’ve given time in the preceding weeks to puzzling out how I want...

Dreaming.

The words we read.

Yesterday I was telling a friend about The Faraway Nearby, by Rebecca Solnit. The language is so rich and the content so layered that it...