Tribute to My Beautiful Husband

I never could have imagined what it would be like to lose my husband, my lifelong partner and friend. It’s something you don’t think about ahead of time. We were so busy planning our next goals, creating the life we both wanted, that we never considered one of us dying early. Now I miss him…

Crossroads Without a Clear Path

I am stopped at the intersection, waiting for a sign or signal. There is no traffic light or stop sign, so I have pulled over to the side of the road. Which way shall I go? I have no map, the way is not clear in my mind and the roads ahead are not paved.…

Earth Day 2016 – Gratitude and Apology

One of my favorite days of the year simply because our Earth deserves public recognition and celebration. The first time I celebrated Earth Day was in 1970 with my friends, on the side of a garbage strewn road, picking up trash. I learned from my parents about conservation, preservation and appreciating our earth; and that left…

Creating My Future as I Go

The future is only a figment of imagination, it is not real until it becomes the present. Most of my past imaginations of the future have become a reality, although slightly different from what I might have thought at the time. Now, as I envision the path ahead I create it – with room for…

Life is a Dance

I love to see a beautifully choreographed dance with highly trained and disciplined dancers. It’s magical, spectacular and awe inspiring. But I also love to see spontaneous dance, natural dance, people just enjoying the moment and expressing themselves to the beat of music. There is an enormous range of dance possibilities between these two extremes,…

State of Mind

I wish I could say that my state of mind is peaceful, but at the moment it is not. I can not describe what is going on in my head right now except perhaps with these pictures. A little drizzly, unclear, muddy even. Unfocused? No, I am very focused. I have to be to get…

Traditions Balance Change

Times change but traditions go on. People change, grow up, move away, pass on, and new people come along. Sometimes I think we create traditions for the sake of stability. Everything in life changes and we don’t have much control over most of it. But a tradition can go on in some form even after…

The End Is The Beginning

What is a new year? A long time ago someone decided to mark time in this way and we continue to imagine it to be so. But what if someone decided to mark time differently? Why does the new year not start on the first day of spring? That would make more sense to me.…