A Spring of Joy

“Now I’m old and feeling gray I don’t know what’s left to say About this life I’m willing to leave I lived it full, I lived it well As many tales I live to tell I’m ready now, I’m ready now I’m ready now To fly from the highest wing I had a dream.” (~from…

It has been here a week, and I chant our summer mantra… The only option as I see it, is this delicate weaving of action and celebration, of intention and expectation. Let’s act, read, protest, protect, picket, learn, advocate for, fight against, but let’s be careful that in the midst of all that accomplishing and…

“Mommy?” she asked as she skipped along beside me in the parking lot, “Will you get a small cart?” I smiled, knowing why she was asking. We had dropped our Bear off at baseball practice and were grabbing a few items at the store. I nodded, “Yes, just a small cart.” “May I push it?”…

Tired. I am tired. I am tired of feeling the weight of this broken world. I am tired of picking up my phone and crying. I am tired of checking my email or facebook and reading heartbreak. I am tired of the processing and grieving and the pain of loss and heartache. I know many…