dancing with myself
I didn’t really want to go anywhere that Friday night. I wanted to put on my pajamas and curl up on the couch with David… Read More »dancing with myself
body
throwing rocks
A week ago I lay flat on the floor. My back had gone out and my chiropractor appointment was several hours away. What did I… Read More »throwing rocks
adventures in uselessness
Today I listen to Yo-Yo Ma play Bach’s cello suites and I dance around the kitchen. I have lived most of my hours aiming to… Read More »adventures in uselessness
divine appointments & a tire rotation
Usually David takes Kenneth (our beloved little Prius-C) in for tune-ups, but on December 19th I made the drive to Peabody. Perhaps hearts open a little… Read More »divine appointments & a tire rotation
window
The blue jay spread wide his wings and restored me to myself. The spare room is too cold for yoga, and the cat had spent the night… Read More »window
fruition
Sometimes events you’ve been waiting for happen all at once. Thursday, May 15th was a day of great fruition. Early in the morning I… Read More »fruition
my hands are dying
The luminous Catherine Hawkins was one of my husband David’s childhood friends. Catherine and I became close in the spring of 2012, when I sweet-talked… Read More »my hands are dying
on mothers, hungers, and toast
When I get home from the airport, I’m hungry. I make a piece of toast and slather it with coconut oil, the way Mama does… Read More »on mothers, hungers, and toast
wedding dresses and windows
When you find your wedding dress, you want to feel beautiful. You want Yes to bubble up from the depths of your being. You want to… Read More »wedding dresses and windows
the winds of homecoming
Ah, not to be cut off, not through the slightest partition shut out from the law of the stars. The inner — what is it?… Read More »the winds of homecoming
groundlessness and tea
Waking up in the morning feels like the hardest thing I’ve ever done; maybe the hardest thing anybody has ever done. I might always feel… Read More »groundlessness and tea
Hafiz, hula, and surrender
So I’ve been teaching this yoga class. My beloved friend Jennie bequeathed it to me shortly after I met her, which was shortly after we… Read More »Hafiz, hula, and surrender
skinned knees, fresh cantaloupe, Basic Principles
I haven’t skinned my knee in years, so when I stumbled over the extra-high curb at Mark and Cheryl’s three weeks ago, I knew it… Read More »skinned knees, fresh cantaloupe, Basic Principles
Wow! A secret message from your teeth!
A thousand years ago*, in the month of June, Mom came up for my bridal shower. The night she arrived, we sat on my bed… Read More »Wow! A secret message from your teeth!
the Monday after
Last Monday morning I planned to write about Vespa the dog. While my friends the Worsfolds take their customary April trip, I inhabit their home… Read More »the Monday after
in praise of all things sweet
Blessed be the first bite of birthday cake. Hallowed be that moment, long before the gears of memory began to turn, when I learned that… Read More »in praise of all things sweet
the momentous in-between
On my walk to the beach I snap pictures of other people’s yards. Winter and spring coexist right now, and for all my talk… Read More »the momentous in-between
how do you solve a problem like yourself?
When I signed on to play Maria in The Sound of Music, the decision was a no-brainer. The iconic musical has been dear to my… Read More »how do you solve a problem like yourself?
turning toward the light
I’ve never felt happier to sweep the floor. I’ve put it off for weeks and weeks. Shiny hardwood keeps secrets better than most surfaces, and… Read More »turning toward the light
the definition of darkness
My hips slide out of place for the second week in a row. “It’s been very mild both these times,” says my chiropractor after I… Read More »the definition of darkness
if this isn’t nice, i don’t know what is
Lately my heart has felt near to splitting its seams. It’s partly because this is my first Christmas far from my family. It’s also the… Read More »if this isn’t nice, i don’t know what is
in pain’s classroom
The month of November was shrouded in misery. Did teaching feel impossible because I was sick all month or was I sick all month because… Read More »in pain’s classroom
profusion
Okay, sulky self. You woke up still sick, but you might as well get out of bed. Put on your sneakers and your hat. The… Read More »profusion
when Mom came to visit
When Mom came to visit we walked to the beach and stared at the waves. We spoke of mundane matters: an old friend who got… Read More »when Mom came to visit