Saturday, October 1 It’s been raining for three days. Muddy waves churn from the newly dug drain field in the side yard. I’m wearing a Tshirt when I meet D at the airport. I take along a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt and a jacket. He changes in Bob Evans’ restroom. His blood has […]
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Poetry of Moving: New Carpet
There’s coming in the going, going in the coming, stillness in the moving.
Poetry of Moving: On Cleaning Windows
Today I sliced you in half…
Commit Poetry: Let Evening Come by Jane Kenyon
Tweetspeak Poetry has formed a “By Heart” Community, and we are memorizing a poem each month. For December it was “Let Evening Come” by Jane Kenyon. Having lived for years in the country and walked the roads in the evenings, I can see these images and hear the night sounds–though a chafing instead of a […]
Dared: A 30-Mile Bike Ride and a Request
I’ve gone and dared myself again. Back in December my cardiologist told me I needed to lose some weight. Sigh… I know that, but he’s the first doctor who ever called me out. In the past I’ve heard things like, “No worries. We all gain a little as we get older.” I’m not sure […]
When You Dare To Open Doors
So those of you who started to follow along may have noticed I piddled out on my Lenten reposts after just six days. I’m not really sure now why I decided to dig up six weeks of old. Maybe because I’ve been so quiet and I wanted to let you know I was still […]
When You’re Crushed and Broken – #TheBrokenWay
“The miracle happens in the breaking.” ~ Ann Voskamp in The Broken Way: a daring path into the abundant life It’s just the two of us for dinner. I scrounge up some chicken, left over from the chicken-with-cherry-sauce recipe from A Taste of Laity Lodge. Only for her, I serve it plain with bottled […]
When You Need to Seam Home
The men are laying new vinyl today. “Do you want the seam here… or there?” asks the one in charge. And I’m thinking, I don’t care. I won’t be living with it. This will no longer my home. I’m losing my sense of home. I’m already separating from it like a dying person begins to […]
When You Need to Disengage to Redirect
“All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.” ~Anatole France Home. That’s the word I chose to guide my year in 2015. “It might mean fewer words see the light this […]
Still Saturday Going Still – Or Not
I read the MRI report, so I know what he’ll say. No torn meniscus. ACL graft is intact. (Actually, he says he’s surprised at how great it looks after 15 years–back when he told me I, a 52-year-old woman, had the knees of a 20-year-old.) Extensive areas of cartilage loss. Extensive degenerative change. In other […]
