Moon Over False Creek

A good yet challenging weekend in Seattle.  Family time comes with lots of probing questions about my choices of late, without a lot of answers in my back pocket.

Driving home tonight, the words to David Whyte’s poem, “Faith,” run through my head and keep me grounded. Continue reading →

I feel a bit like Alice in Wonderland these days.  Yes, I know it’s an over-worn analogy, but every time I turn around, there’s another rabbit running by that attracts my attention, and I have to pinch myself because there’s nothing stopping me from following it.  Or her.  Or him.  And so I do. Continue reading →

My new boyfriend Jerome took me to dinner last night.  Okay, he’s not my boyfriend.  And his name’s not Jerome.  But I’m a writer, right?  I can make that shit up. Continue reading →

There is a saying that my mother often repeated to me when I was growing up: “In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.” Continue reading →

I woke up yesterday morning and had one thought – that I’ve started this blog with no direction.  How like me.   Have I given any thought to what this blog is “about”?  No, of course not.  Have I brainstormed themes, questions, ideas that I want to explore?  Nope.  Am I just leaping off the edge into the unknown, following a vague senses of instinct, trusting that one step leads to the next?  Uh huh. Continue reading →