Writings

Published on January 05, 2021

Company of Stars

I am here, at the crack of dawn, doing this thing.   It is simply deciding, choosing. To set the alarm,  Get out of bed,  Sit down with pen and paper,  To be here, doing this […]

Aging
Creativity
In Between
Musings
Poetry

Published on November 25, 2020

The Journey Home

On an altar of white silk we placed her body.  She is that now, a body.  We dressed her in a vibrant pink and orange dress she used to wear when she sang.  We surrounded her with flowers, […]

Dying
Transformation

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Published on September 17, 2020

Underneath the Noise of Her Leaving

What is this feeling? It is joy, it is pleasure, it is fun. It is lightness. Free from worry and resentment and sorrow and anger. It is a sparkle of sunlight in a thick fog. […]

Aging
Dying
Grief

Published on September 07, 2020

We Are Enough

We are the blending in. The eyes lowered shut and the shoulders bent in and our curves covered over. We blend in small, we blend in quiet, we blend in soft, we blend in good.   […]

Creativity
Moments of Mindfulness
Musings
Revelations

Published on August 24, 2020

Another Bridge

Don’t look too far ahead. At the tsunami headed our way. Don’t look up from the path in front, the next footstep in front. Watch out for rabbit holes and landmines,  They are everywhere as […]

Aging
Dying
Grief

Published on June 17, 2020

Puppet on a String

She is like a puppet on a string, my Mother. “It’s time to wake up, Ma.” Even as she lies blissfully asleep, comfortable, free of pain or sorrow.  But her diapers are soaked and there’s the smell […]

Aging
Dying
Musings

Published on June 10, 2020

This, Too, is True.

What is True? I am struggling with this one.   Some truths are easier to accept than others.   Some are a surprise.   Some come upon me, like eyes awakening.  A big OH! Like turning a corner and there […]

Aging
Dying
Grief
Revelations

Published on June 04, 2020

We Keep Her Here

I am witnessing what is happening in my mother’s body. Feet swollen, that step so carefully, on broken glass.  As gravity pulls at her back, her head.  Come to me, fall into me, it welcomes.  Sleep pulls her […]

Aging
Dying
Grief

Published on May 17, 2020

The Gift that is this Virus

Yesterday was a beautiful Saturday in Los Angeles, but it could have been a Thursday or a Monday in these strange times.  We sat out on the patio, my sister, my mom and myself.  Our mom sat […]

Aging
Dying
Musings
Snapshots

Published on March 29, 2020

I Choose

Snapshot – 3/28/2020 What if I allowed myself to just BE?  To let go of all the doing, the grocery store runs, the incessant hand washing, the frantically checking of the numbers, growing, faster and faster.  Click. […]

Nature
Snapshots
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