When we think of grief ... or well, when we think of much of anything ... we might not consider the grief that we inherit along our ancestral lines, that's in our cells and bones. Nor might we consider what... Continue Reading →
Since I'm in the midst of 'moving house' as some of my friends say, and thus only marginally 'plugged in' for another week or so, it seemed appropriate to share this Sophia's Children post from a year ago. Musings on... Continue Reading →
“I too have known the inward disturbance of exile, The great peril of being at home nowhere, The dispersed center, the dividing love; Not here, nor there ..." – May Sarton, From All Our Journeys In Plant Dreaming Deep, Sarton... Continue Reading →