“I know of no more encouraging fact than of the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by conscious endeavor.”
-Henry David Thoreau
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
– Mary Oliver
Talking with DD this morning. He wants me to write. I want to write. But I'm not. We talked about the space between. That space between where we are and where we want to be. That space between what we're currently doing, and what we want to be doing. And how...
This entire event has been disorienting. I even had difficulty describing to myself what I am feeling. I told a friend I felt upside down. I suppose that's the most accurate. I've not been literally upside down much in my life but when I have I remember things sure...
"Grace and gratitude. Forward from here." The poet Mary Oliver died last week. I knew of her, but didn't know her well. I have given her books as gifts. I have some of her words framed and hanging on the wall of my studio. I knew she lived much of her life on Cape...