I just returned from a week in California after moving to Arizona two months ago. It was a chance to reunite with old friends while retreating at the ocean in Bodega Bay, enjoying the fall colors of the wine country in Napa Valley, and getting together over coffee and lunch in my old neighborhood of the San Francisco East …
Take the Plunge
I realized the other day that my way of getting into a pool for the first swim of the day mirrored the way I do other things in my life. It takes me FOREVER to get up the nerve to “take the plunge” and I wondered what else I was putting off, drawing out and taking WAY too long to …
A Circle of Women
I conducted a Fuzzy Red Socks Retreat this past weekend for our local Hospice Volunteers. These women are truly angels in the work they do to guide hospice patients and their loved ones through the dying process with dignity and respect. What a gift it was to spend a few hours with these wonderful women of grace. I will always …
Root down, Rise Up, Stand Tall
The Making of A Poem, A Norton Anthology of Poetic Forms by Mark Strand and Eavan Boland describes a sonnet as “a poem of fourteen lines, usually iambic.” This is my first attempt at a current day sonnet about my yoga practice for my NaPoWriMo 2013 Day 14 submission. I hope you enjoy it. Root down, Rise Up, Stand Tall …
Hear the Silence
I am in Newport, Oregon on a mini-retreat with my dear friend Joni. The day is grey but we are yards away from the Oregon coast and nothing can dampen the beauty of the limitless sandy beach I see out of our condo window. We have chosen to spend today in silence. Last night at 10 pm we made a …