Wait, Pause, Not Quite Yet!
Have you seen the little green fingers of plants starting to push their way up, from mysterious underground hideouts? Or
Have you seen the little green fingers of plants starting to push their way up, from mysterious underground hideouts? Or
Are you listening? I’ve been “listening” to William Stafford’s poetry this week. He reminds me of two super important things
Last night I dreamed – blessed illusion – that I have a beehive in my heart and that the golden
I am so small I can barely be seen. How can this great love be inside me? Look at your
Continue readingYour Eyes Are Small But They See Enormous Things
I will not ask you to ponder your deep desires today, and make commitments to start anew. Just relax and
Last week, so many of my students asked for a written version of the Tias Little quote from class, that
As usual, I’m going to offer the advice I wish I had taken, assuming that you’ll be quicker, smarter or
I know, you’re probably already googling for verification, and you’ll find, as I did, that it actually does rain diamonds on both
Well, beloved community, we did it! With all of your support, good wishes and Bellingham connections, I found myself a
I want to thank each of you who sent thoughtful responses to last week’s letter. It is so helpful to