A quiet resettling in Tucson for the weekend with my daughters.
This is a love note. These loves — from childhood to now, boys and girls, men and women — have pulled from me the ugliest and most beautiful parts. All that I’ve longed for, they have gifted to me, by coming just as they are. In chronological order: a ...
During this time of extreme duality — tremendous compassion and overwhelming fear, surrender to nature and tight regulation, the retreat inward and the escape into cyber space — I continue to find myself at my loom. On those days when each fleck of dull ...
The wildflowers are just popping up in this high mountain dessert, on a small hillside in the center of town, not yet touched by a bulldozer. Tiny reminders of growth against the odds. Between the moments of this pandemic’s expanded space, we can choose ...
My sister turned a year older yesterday, but I was going too hard to take a moment to feel how much I love and appreciate her. A quick phone call focused on business was all we shared. So now, I reflect back on who she has been to me. Lily has held me up ...