I feel like myself this morning. Smiling and rested, I stretch my way out of bed as my morning gratitudes tumble from my lips. I plant a delighted kiss on the photograph of my mother that now rests permanently beside my bed. I feel like ?me??effervescent, full of energy, and ready to embrace the day.…
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The melancholy rains of March fall about me. Gray skies cry soft, cooling tears that sweep over me and through me. I walk in the early hours, Pup at my side, as the heavens speak tenderly. This morning, as my own tears mix in bittersweet union with the rain, I have questions of eternity in my…
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On this springtime day, so alive with light and gentle breezes, will you take a walk with me?a journey of tears and joy? It is a misty Thursday evening; rain has fallen throughout the day. My long workday done, I close my office door behind me. I bow my head, grateful that my mind was…
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It is a tranquil, late-winter evening; another stunning day is coming to a close. As I leave the peaceful realm of the wood-floored yoga studio, I notice two of my beautiful friends. As usual, I am drawn to them; their smiles, their gracious energy, and their radiance shine through. The three of us chatter as…
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Emanating a childlike, frenetic energy, she stands at the doorway to my office. Barely in her twenties, she is part child, part budding woman. It appears she is poised for flight; she scans the room as if expecting unknown creatures to spring out; her deep brown eyes are as wide as saucers. Seeing no obvious…
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The gray arc of Highway 101 unfurls as I leave the green and gold hills of Sonoma County behind. I have left Pup with the most trustworthy of friends; my handsome, copper-furred darling is in the best of hands. Although a friend has joined me and feminine chatter fills the air, this is a deeply…
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Ah, Valentine?s Day is with us, the day of hearts and roses. The sun, surrounded by a sky of blue tinged with peach-brushed hues, rose so sweetly and expectantly this morning. It seemed to smile with particular delight on this one day of the year?one preciously tender day out of three hundred sixty-five?when we honor…
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As we drive to San Francisco under crystal winter skies, the talk is of everything things. The pedestrian to-do lists keep the painful thoughts at bay. The traffic is easy and gentle for a Saturday afternoon. As familiar Sonoma County landmarks transition into Marin?s, cars whiz by against a backdrop of bucolic hillsides; it seems…
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The early morning sun gently prods me as I snuggle in bed relishing thoughts of the day ahead. The pure, delicate air of the gentle morning whispers through the open window above my head. I slip from the warm covers slowly, for my body still aches slightly from a passing flu. Not one to be…
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Last evening, with the stars serenely basking on the dark backdrop of night?s cloak, I listened carefully as a friend shared his heart with me. Up too late, I was nestled in the warmth of my bed to escape the hum of activity in the living room. As I lay listening, I often felt?more than…
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