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Wonder
I’ve seen the sun shine across the Continental Divide on horseback – Streaming rays of molten gold melting over Aspen trees. I’ve felt the wind blowing in my face Off the snow that refused to melt in the heat of the summer at Snowmass, Colorado. And scenes of wildflowers frolicking at Estes Park. Sights, sounds, smells that have left an indelible stamp on me… One who is a searcher, always. It is strangely beautiful that the seasons of life do not always correspond with our expectations. I’m enormously grateful that I do not orchestrate the days. As the leaves begin to paint themselves in the palette of God, So, my…
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The Maple Tree
About an hour or so north of Detroit, Michigan, there is pretty land filled with hills, lakes, firs and hardwood trees. It was here that I grew up – in a rambling farmhouse perched on one of those hills. The house had been built when Abraham Lincoln was alive, around the time he signed the “Emancipation Proclamation”. The Farm. Outside of the dining room door there was a deeply rooted, sprawling maple tree. It’s sturdy trunk and welcoming branches were just right to grab and climb. My sister, Sandy, showed me how to swing up into a perfect cradle that the tree seemed to have grown just for us. It…
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A Little Magic
So many days roll through the calendar year. They tick off like they are aboard a powered card shuffler. Sometimes they may appear to be nondescript… And then one comes along that is momentous. You may not think it, feel it, or see it during the moment. It may be through the haze of hindsight that you truly understand its implications. Then, there are others that announce themselves by knocking brazenly at your door. It is as though the earth shifts on its axis and the polar caps are relocated. Yet, each in its own way affects us. I suspect this year we may have all had all of these…
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Puddle Dancing
It rained yesterday…poured, in fact. The sky that had been a brilliant blue for weeks upon end filled itself up and wept copious tears on the thirsty ground. Of course, after such a long period of drought, and that abrupt of a change, there was flooding. Where I live, thankfully, that didn’t occur. It was simply a matter of umbrellas and puddles. One could almost hear the earth sighing in relief as it soaked up the rain. Water is one of the most unusual substances on our planet and in our bodies. Here is a fascinating post from Duke University with some stats. I encourage you to read it. There…
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Focus
There are times when sleep is elusive. I will get an idea, a snippet of a song, a thought for a recipe or maybe attempt to work through a challenge and my mind is determined to figure it out RIGHT NOW. Why this happens in the dark of night is a mystery! 🙂 Last night was one of those times. I had been mulling over a thorny issue and was not getting what I believed was a “success resolution” or plan. There was a whisper, a nudge in my metaphorical side, a reminder to me last night to “be anxious for nothing…” Truth be known, this is not my strong…
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Cast Away
They were old fashioned wooden crates, rough and bulky with plenty of splinters. One had to be careful handling them. Each one had the contents within stenciled on the outside in glossy black paint. Shouting, all in capital letters, there was WORK, DOG, COUNTRY, FINANCES, FRIEND’S HEALTH, and the catch-all of EVERYTHING ELSE. As the days passed, the pile of crates grew, rather than diminish. Eventually, it was painfully obvious that toting around this much required a monumental effort. Something must be done. Staring at the ceiling during another sleepless night, the answer came in a gentle, loving whisper from the hidden places in her heart. “…Casting all your anxieties…
