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,...

Walking the Labyrinth.

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...

Once again…..

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...

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

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...

I have been home for four days following our two week sojourn in Peru. It was a truly wonderful trip in many aspects, not just the places...

I am having coca tea just off the plaza in Ollantaytambo . We have been traveling 5, or is it 6 days and therein lies my point. Time ...

Dreaming.

Last night in my dream I saw a glacier out the window. It invited me to walk on it, it’s name was murphy’s glacier. When I turned from...

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...

Art & War.

How often I have wished that what I crafted were notes and melodies – my voice moving through measures. Or, a stroke across a surface,...

I think about the notion of compartmentalization. Cordoning off aspects of my life into sections fenced neatly off one from the other. It...