Like a strange rush of cold air in the night that leaves your skin prickling, evil's shadow falls across the intersection where we stop at a red traffic signal. Except this is broad daylight, a brilliant golden fall morning, October 31. Just across the street, police cars swarm, lights flashing. Like angry ants, more and…Read more Choose Your Side
Life in Colorado
What I Learned From My Dogs About Attachment
Recently someone asked me to think about and describe my favorite place to be, a space where I am irresistibly happy. Without hesitation, I replied, “Bear Creek Dog Park.” No doubt, it is a beautiful park. Huddled in the foothills with stunning mountain vistas and traced by a gurgling creek, with sunflower-studded hills by summer…Read more What I Learned From My Dogs About Attachment
The Stars Were Shining
The stars were shining last Friday night! From artwork twinkling all over the walls by the Sanctuary of Hope (SoH) children, to friends pouring in from near and far, to little ones dancing uninhibited in the joyful music of Zimbabwean band Chihera, the night flooded with magic. (click photos to view larger) Many thanks to everyone who…Read more The Stars Were Shining
Space and Creativity
Together we romp through a stream, climb sunflower hills, and criss-cross wildflower fields. The beauty of the place feeds my soul, even as my "creatures'" happiness and freedom lifts my spirits. Here, ideas incubate far below conscious thought. There must be space for creativity to flourish. Here, these accomplishing-nothing-hours are worth more than a million of production.…Read more Space and Creativity
Reflections on my son’s last baseball game
When my first-born, ball-obsessed son, Jacob, was a sweet-faced seven-year old, we signed him up for the local Little League team. Practices were held at a neighborhood park, and my husband and I enjoyed hanging out on the side-lines with our three younger children and other families. We couldn’t have guessed at the time it was…Read more Reflections on my son’s last baseball game
Joy Comes in the Morning
Early in the morning, “joy” lingers at the door and howls longingly to come in. I can’t resist. I crack the door, and he slips through eagerly. I settle on my chair, and he nestles his silky head on my lap. His front paws creep up to join his head. He lifts his lanky back…Read more Joy Comes in the Morning
Joy in Giving Good Things Away
Photos, above, are from a very fun photo shoot with Kyra and her "pack" whom I met though Colorado Greyhound Adoption. ............................................................ Felix stepped into his fairy-tale beginning last week. His new family is everything we prayed for and more. He was with us longer than we expected, longer than normal for a foster…Read more Joy in Giving Good Things Away
Greyhound Revelry
Today I need to laugh. So, if you will indulge me, I will deviate from my usual deeper-spiritual-journey-fare for purely-fun-greyhound-revelry. About twenty years ago we met our first member of the breed. Rico. He shook and trembled onto our old wood floors and right on into our hearts. When he died, I buried a…Read more Greyhound Revelry
Lit From Within
In the golden hour before dusk, magic dances through tree tops, alights on bushes, and flits across faces. Into this enchanted forest steps a girl, and the light from within catches hold of the setting sun. In the ensuing swirl, the world is set aflame with dreams. Recently, I leapt at the chance to photograph…Read more Lit From Within
The Power of An Artist – Chihuly
Lately I’ve been craving a little magic. Just a little lifting from the tedium of monitoring my children’s homework, some temporary relief from the shock of global violence. Today’s adventure soothed my soul. Entering the Denver Botanic Gardens, vivid cobalt tendrils strike the sky, like a sentinel gesturing over a new and wild land. This…Read more The Power of An Artist – Chihuly
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