Monthly Archives: August 2013

blue moon brings with her an early taste of autumn fog clings to the lake the surrounding forest stills one tiny yellow leaf falls   finally this fierce move-making, body-using, heart- breaking, change-forcing summer begins to let go giving way … Continue reading →

Constellation  He managed to push every button in her constellation of many buttons.    Now what?  A Tangled Mess  “It’s a tangled up mess,” she said. “Like a bundle of necklaces Tied up in knots In the back of a … Continue reading →

crippled hands cutting ribbon for the wedding brunch a purpose again joy seeps back into her soul bubbling over into mine 

A Revelation The end of grief               lies in beginning.  I’m going to ponder this.               Join me, if you please.