My last two weeks of December have been… not at all what I expected. My elderly parents came down with COVID right before Christmas, and...

Over the last few weeks, as the days have gotten shorter and shorter and shorter, with darkness arriving by 4:30 now here at 45.5152° N,...

In my last blog post , I wrote about softening into change. For me, stillness is often a pathway to softening. Creating a pause can...

I wrote this poem in November of 2003, in Syracuse NY, where I was teaching at a national conference. It was a time in my life when I...

My parents are in their late 80s, and my mother is descending into dementia. It’s been a slow fall, over more than a decade now, but it’s...

In this recent post , I talked about shifting from the “Am I (doing/being) enough?” framework to a framework of “Is what I’m doing...

“It feels like I can’t ever do enough.” “I wish I felt like that was enough.” “We can never do enough to meet the need.” I hear this, and...