Roominess

I’ve been sitting with a bit of a mystery this week, where words / images / feelings related to “cocoon” or “birth canal” will pop into my consciousness during meditation or daily life, as if I needed reminding that I’m in a hermit phase. I go into these phases periodically, Read more…

To be a cat

There was a time when I would lament—and by that I mean cry like a baby—that I wasn’t a cat. It’s a running joke now, but I‘m serious. This was early on in my dark night of grief and burnout. I would look at these two magnificent creatures who wandered Read more…

Robin

It is robin nesting season and for the past few days this little bird has been attacking its own reflection in our west-facing windows. It does this for hours, starting at 5am. I’ve seen it resting in our maple and dogwood, but can’t find the actual nest. I don’t have Read more…