If you have lived or driven through the Midwest during winter, you may have encountered rain as ice and liquid creating a hard slippy shell over the fields. Like hoarfrost only heavy, slick and dangerous. It coats and stops everything. It is beautiful. During yesterday’s “ice day,” I realized at 11:30 a.m., neither the pup … More Beautiful.
It is early. Dark. Winter. I see the sun out the window as it begins it’s stretching salutation from east to west. A bird – maybe the same bird as when I let Izzy out earlier – is singing nearby. A bird. Singing in winter. Before the sun rises over the cold dark world. This … More What I’ve noticed
Merry merry. It is Christmas Day here in the Flint Hills of Kansas. After the big snow of a few weeks ago, Kansas has volleyed back with 53 degrees at 9:30 a.m. December 25. Izzy and I are thrilled (despite the photo). Soon, we’ll meet up with friends to climb nearby Mt. Mitchell and bark … More The most wonderful time
I found home. Finally. Somewhere in the fog of Tennessee’s Highway 24, or in Archery, Georgia, or in the mountains where I met with friends and laughed before heading out to race along familiar red clay trails … or in the cabin – almost to Manhattan – to celebrate one of my very best friend’s … More I found home.
I am finally ahead. And already have my work … word for 2020: Uncomplicate. Rather than “simplify” which too often can keep us in the shallows or “minimalism” which is its own tangled thing, I want to uncomplicate my life by uncomplicating my thinking, what my heart chooses to believe and my time. My goal … More Uncomplicate
recently, i got my feathers ruffled. hackles raised. i was slightly pissed. and as i looked at the issue, i saw a collision of opinion, fired up by differing experience, and muddied by a bit of fear and frustration. people i respect. and i worked to learn and reframe and think and be brave and … More courage to be curious
so much to say. or so i thought. lately i’ve been listening more and more to the people closest and furthest away to the clatter of hoofbeats the yapping heads the wailing of desert orphans the guns of war sweet sounds of new babies as they pass through the office in their mum and dads’ … More so much to say
so much is happening. with an unceasing and only increasing hurricane of information and misinformation, it is easy to feel underwhelmed with the state of the species and overwhelmed with plastic trashlands floating in the ocean, shots fired, kids abandoned and the sorry state of the gold calf that is economy. i felt this acutely … More i see you, blue sky
I am very transparent. Or so I think. Until I am released from the constraints of “hometown” and travel. Then – because I care less about others’ judgments, assumptions made over time and our shared experiences – I am carefree … almost. Gregarious. Comfortable in my skin. Almost 100% comfortable in my skin. That is … More who we are when we’re away
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