Some things you never forget. Like the comfort of your father’s hand in yours when you’re small and afraid, or the final ember of light in the eyes of your dying child. Other threads are inextricably woven into the softer fabric of soul. The sensuous, cold satin of summer’s first ice cream on your five [ Read More ]
Here I sit, teacup in hand, much of the way through a life that was totally unlike my perfectly sensible expectations, hoping to write about what I’ve learned that might be valuable. I think I should tell you right off the bat that I’ve had an incident-prone life. Events find me, sometimes ravage me, eventually, [ Read More ]
I’m fascinated by the recent proliferation of books that tell you how easy life should be. All it takes is The Secret 7 Steps to Success, or 12 Steps to Something or Other. We can cure all illness with the proper mindset, we can get rich with affirmations. Joy is our birthright and all we [ Read More ]
I’ve studied and worked in many areas of alternative medicine over the past 25 years. Between my daughters’ terrible illnesses and that of others I’ve striven to heal, I expect I’ve seen nearly as much sickness and suffering as most physicians. In the process, I’ve come to know that illness wears a thousand masks and [ Read More ]
With the exponential proliferation of Cancer on our planet, I’d like to pass along some names I think you may want to know. When Cancer strikes, your doctor tells you what to do next. Maybe its chemo or radiation or surgery. Whatever he advises you’ll need to make a fast decision on something that’s a [ Read More ]
The Native Americans call the Black Hills in South Dakota, the “Heart of Everything that is.” They believe the Earth Mother’s body has organ systems just as we do, and that the Black Hills are the heart of the Earth. The Dineh Tribe believes its sacred Big Mountain is the earth’s liver, and now that [ Read More ]
My parents read to me and to each other, a spectacular gift that rings in me still. It was poetry for the most part — and I loved it so much I never went to bed a night without memorizing a poem, or at least a group of verses. If the poem was lengthy like [ Read More ]
By the grace of God and a fast outfield, I find myself the mother of a 21 year old, born so many years after my first two daughters, it might as well be considered a separate lifetime Dakota is perched on the precarious edge of womanhood now, and she’s a deep one, never precipitous in [ Read More ]
Women have always rocked the cradle, supported their partners, striven to make the planet a habitable place. These days, they also head families, earn their own keep, watchdog the environment, fight the lies society abounds with, “earn the bacon and fry it up in a pan,” raise their children, often alone, and struggle to prevail [ Read More ]