

Creating in this garden of life
God in the form of loving spirit and creative energy surrounds and works through me and all of life and nature One has to be fully in the present to be fully aware of this spirit essence, listening for its still small voice. It is when we are not in tune (fully aware) that we … Read more
On Being a Woman in a House Full of Men Throughout my life, I have watched and participated in the evolution of the role of women in today’s society. As I grew up, there was a strict division of labor within our household. Mom stayed home with the five children, taught us right from … Read more
Does “coffee grounds” always refer to those that have been spent. Ground coffee before, and coffee grounds after? Coffee grounds stink once the juice of the bean has been steeped. They make a huge mess when being dumped from the filter, they hit the edge of the garbage can and land sprawled across the kitchen … Read more
I vividly remember learning to write my name in kindergarten. Miss Dolan hand wrote the letters to trace in colored marker, on long, yellowish double-spaced penmanship paper with green lines. I got so excited when my teacher used orange for my letters (not to mention how impressed I was that same year, when I discovered … Read more
Prompt: Cherry Jam Forget that! I love strawberry freezer jam. It almost always comes out perfectly, and tastes like berries picked from the vine. One needs to keep vanilla ice cream in the house, for those times when the fool proof recipe doesn’t work, and the sticky goo runs all over the place. … Read more
I lost my first tooth the summer before I started kindergarten, while spending two weeks with my cousins. The moment every child eagerly awaits arrived as I bit into the first ear of corn I ever rolled in a stick of butter, as taught by my uncouth cousins. As my teeth grazed along the … Read more
How I lost my feet I lost my feet this very day as I stepped off of the bus, running a little late for class. I tripped somehow, and before I realized I was on my way down, there I sat in a puddle of salt and sand, my dress wicking the whole mess , … Read more
Dad is dying. My brother, sisters, and I have flocked to his bedside during his final days, and I find there are moments when I need to distance myself from the intensity of this event. Upon a walk to the woodland trail, I chance to meet an elderly gentleman named Paul as he shuffles past Dad’s … Read more
We all make mistakes All too often in our struggles to maintain control over a situation, we lose perspective. There are times when what starts out to be a minor annoyance gets blown up out of proportion as a result of the exhaustion and frustration of our day. We have all been in a situation … Read more