I wrote recently about Going to Seed, how my body isn’t recovering the way I want it to. I think my current discomfort goes back to August in the blackberry patch. I love the blackberry patch. I love blackberries. But it is a one-handed job, reaching into the brambles with my right, while holding aContinue reading “A Bouquet of Stars”
Tag Archives: aging
Going to Seed
I had a couple of frustrating days this week, so I took my complaints out to the Land. I wandered to my Holy Hill, wondering Who would speak, Who would be the voice of the Holy Wild, who would ease my angst? I did not hear the voice of Goldenrod until later. (It was likeContinue reading “Going to Seed”
Long Walks and Ancestors
I’m just back from a walk. I didn’t quite make it to 10,000 steps before the rain. Yesterday, thanks to two separate walks with my friends Natalie and Shirley, I managed to log 15,000 steps. I must admit, though, that when I am driving, my IPhone interprets some bumps in the road as steps. IContinue reading “Long Walks and Ancestors”
Willow’s Message
Of all the willows on this land,one is very old.Years ago, she fell.She lies broken,partially uprooted,but flourishing. She told me of the falling,of the happy movementthrough the air,and then — the crash,the multiple fractures,the silence. She rejoices,closer than everto her beloved Earth.She reaches down, down,into the mud,and up, up into the sky. She weavesthin branchesContinue reading “Willow’s Message”
When I am 64…
It is MY birthday and I am 64. I take after Daddy, so I am not yet grey. I walked almost 8 km yesterday. (We are celebrating in Alma and Fundy National Park.) I climbed back up the Laverty Falls trail without getting out of breath, while my hubby at 53 had to keep stoppingContinue reading “When I am 64…”
Dream Bringer’s Studio 