Tag Archives: spirituality

The Constellations in Motion

In an acceptance form letter for an essay, an editor suggests reading that slim college handbook, Strunk and White. For a mini-refresher lesson, I click on the link, since it’s been many years since I opened my copy. (Do I … Continue reading

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Blooming

My neighbor planted sunflowers way late – so late all I did was nod at her belief those seeds would bloom. Now the sunflowers are humbling me. Halloween and these beauties are not even marked by frost. I’ve been humbled by … Continue reading

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Flux

When I was a very young girl – maybe four – and lived in New Mexico, my parents visited friends in Ames, Iowa. In the murky way of memory, mostly what I remember is the house we stayed in had … Continue reading

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Counting

My teenager, working in a nursing home, relays nursing lore that bad news comes in threes. Is this true? she asks. I love that she thinks I may have this answer. It’s not true. Bad news knows no numerical limits. But … Continue reading

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“This Infuriatingly Intricate Web”

A well-known local author mentioned at the most recent of his readings I attended that he’s writing a book about koans – a book I can’t wait to read, because isn’t life just a series of unfolding koans? Have I … Continue reading

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Dinner Prep

Just before the twin towers were destroyed in New York City, we moved into a new kitchen we had built on one side of our house. Our old kitchen had a single window. The new kitchen was its own ell, … Continue reading

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Romance into the Grave?

Just on the other side of my garden lies a town cemetery, wisely placed far above Hardwick’s flood plain, with a rooftop view of the village, built on a sandy hillside and along a river. Interestingly, the villagers frequently use … Continue reading

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