Recent insights: dawn's early light I’m finding that after days of traveling down extremely difficult, dark rabbit holes of grief and...

Jim Macartney, my sweetheart of 35 years, died on August 1, 2020. Recently, I’m emotionally in a fairly stable place, and thus able to...

I think my career as a sneaky healer started in childhood. What, you’re not familiar with the concept? Well, its a thing. Really. Anyway,...

In the waning days of fall, I recorded this while walking in the forest… Fall, the season, is rich with symbolism galore: Fall, is...

This sad year, I had intended to press the "mute" button on the whole holiday deal: I thought, "Why bother?" For over 8 years, hubby and...

It's been awhile since I last shared my process of emerging into a new life without Jim: Both grieving and healing continue, and I'm...

It's easy these days, to count the curses. The curses, the darkness, the shutdowns, and shutouts… The millions upon millions of lives...

A few days ago I attended a drop-in online grief support group. I liked the feeling of this particular group; they were a bit further...

Let me get right to the sad news: My love, and long-time husband Jim Macartney, is flying free. He died at 12:20 AM, August 1, suddenly,...

The Situation--This is what I call the current pandemic crisis, as well as the swell of protests and calls for fundamental human rights,...

This is the longest winter, even though the world is heated up. Even though the fire is building in our souls and in our minds, it is...

This was written 2 weeks ago. I thought I would share this now, from my heart to yours. Limbo is not a place where one can settle down or...

Life notes to self (and friends): Texting, while a convenient way to communicate, can be misconstrued, misunderstood, and fraught with...

coffee, paper, mountain. After a fun conversation via text over a world series game we were both watching, a friend texted a surprising...

I had such a good time sharing this sermon as a guest speaker for our local Center for Spiritual Living, Anacortes, and the congregation...

Harvest what you've sown I love love love this time of year in our beautiful valley. This is such a rich time, produce-wise; The apples...

I'm on a brief but oh so lovely seaside retreat, at a house owned by 2 longtime friends. I’m currently by myself, but the first night...

I come upon all sorts of sightings while I walk the forestlands near my home: usually birds, interesting plants, animals, or the...

Besides good exercise and fresh air, there is a reason I love to walk almost everyday: No matter how fast or slow I walk, I notice things...

Today, as I approached my office, I saw that the tide was very low. It had been a morning of busy thoughts and doings—I had not given...

Last night, I used up my ferry punch-card to travel to small but mighty Guemes Island--home of some of the most creative souls I know....

It’s tricky to be a seer sometimes. As much as I do my best to see the good in everyone, I I see a lot of sludge as well. And by sludge...

Clear the aura, clear the mind. For all you sensitive, compassionate people out there, I think you might be familiar with these symptoms:...

I'm glad I didn't walk here when the tree came down! Spring is right around the corner, and with it will come tiny shoots and buds and...