More Life

“Life keeps leading to more life,” Rumi said. And I know it’s true even as I keep frantically grasping for something solid to hold onto. These children, growing up before my eyes. These grandparents, growing old before my eyes. These moments are like silvery fish in a mountain creek, impossible to grasp but made more … More More Life

The Only Way Through

Last year Ash Wednesday fell on Valentine’s Day, and the day was marked by a school shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida.  I wrote this reflection the next day… or maybe late that night.  I wanted to share it again because it still rings true to me on this Ash Wednesday … More The Only Way Through

Roaring Empty Chairs

I didn’t know an empty seat could be so loud. As we all barrel towards this holiday season gathering expectations and desires and visions for the “perfect” celebration like snowballs picking up leaves and twigs and rock and dirt as they roll down a hill, I find myself longing to veer off. To pull away … More Roaring Empty Chairs

Almost Eight

We’d taken the tuk-tuk as far as we could into the little village. Getting this far had been an adventure, due to the incoming tide which blocked some passageways and forced us to find other paths. We’d driven alongside the coast, but the powdery sand proved too much for the heavy-laden tuk-tuk, and we’d gotten … More Almost Eight