Last week while I was at Prescott College, where I teach in the grad programs, I had a wonderful conversation with Mary Sweeney, who also teaches there. Mary is a cofounder of Her Feet on the Earth, a nonprofit that … Read More…
When I wake up in the morning, they’re still there. They’ve been there longer than I can imagine. They appear in all different colors. They’re the closest thing to permanence you can find on this earth. When they get really … Read More…
A few years ago I volunteered in the kindergarten class of the elementary school down the street in Grass Valley, California, where I lived at the time. This school had been singled out as one of the top thirteen K-8 … Read More…
So this morning I woke up out of a dream in which my father was going to be interviewed on Terry Gross’s Fresh Air about his expertise in boutique wineries. You would have had to know my father to understand … Read More…
It seems we write when we feel inspired. And we write to connect with others. But as I get this blog under way, I notice something else: I write not just to connect but when I already feel connected to … Read More…
The tiny, brown-and-white-mottled bird sat panting on a boulder by our porch on a warm July day last summer, its head cocked strangely to one side. It was a pine siskin, a small finch with bits of yellow on its … Read More…
My sweetie and I met two recent Buddhist acquaintances at a “fast world-food” place last night for dinner, just before the start of their meditation meeting. By way of getting to know one another better, one of our new friends … Read More…