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There are subtle things of beauty that are quiet and not meant to last. You can sleep right through them or lie awake at 4:00 AM fretting and miss them entirely. Like the blood red lunar eclipse. A celestial wonder; it filled me with awe and unexpected sadness. As I watched the light of the…
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On my next to last night of this Costa Rican odyssey I looked out my window and noticed the stars. The little beach settlement of Playa San Miguel lacks light pollution. The clouds parted for my viewing. Stars I hadn’t seen before hung low in the sky, practically on the horizon. How much is out…
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When the world spins out of control sometimes all I want to do is escape its velocity and get off the planet. Alternately, one can also go to Costa Rica, where life is good. The weather, unfortunately, has not been as good, with wind and rain and cool temperatures. I have been touring the damp…
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Adobe Stock Image I am not following the news as well as I ought to be. In fact, I am more like the groundhog who freaks out at the sight of its shadow, and am more inclined to crawl back into my hole and pull it in after me. But it is hard to be…
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I more or less survived the holidays down here in Arizona, with a motley crew of orphaned friends. There were some pity parties of loneliness and regret over not having stayed in Oregon with my family. But I managed to find fellowship with a few good people who were family-less and we made it work.…
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Faith exists when we have a sense of wonder about something larger than ourselves. Call it God, Nature, the Universe, or Love. According to modern theologian/radical priest Richard Rohr, the root of the word disaster means to be disconnected from the stars. When we humble ourselves and realize we are not as powerful as we…
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As I begin my trip south, I leave behind my winter skin, responsibilities, family, and the vestiges of my Oregon community. There is history in my life there. My children were born there. I was married there. I had my career and retired there. Deep friendships were forged there. Memories and losses, all woven into…
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I give thanks for the the fruits of darkness, which include my Christmas cactus and my amaryllis plant. I give thanks for the closure of an important chapter of my life, as I retire from serving abused children. I give thanks for the years of friendship with Lupe, even though she is now in a…
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As the days get shorter, like the birds, I prepare for the great southern migration. It’s my annual ritual, the trek to my desert sanctuary. My wanderlust takes on a purpose. I walk around in a fog this time of year. I’m not the only one. The symbolism of this Bible quote seems especially relevant…
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What happens when you get to the end of your rope and suddenly realize you don’t want to do whatever it is you are doing anymore? You can either stop doing it or develop a better attitude and love what is. I’m not giving up travel—heavens no! I’m just feeling my age at the moment.…
Not All Who Wander Are Lost 