It was a strange trip. I tried so hard to be loveable, to be the person he would love the way he once did. I’d…

Our true Self is a weak, fragile and tender thing….prone to easy injuries….scared that daylight might burn us. And so, as early as we can,…

He was peevish and restless, drooling, a first tooth far away under this bone trying to make its way out. I sat him on top…

When I am presented with the subject of health care, my response is always, "You know I voted for Jimmy Carter in 1976 because he…

When I was 23, I followed Gwen from civilized Massachusetts to a remote cattle ranching area in the high cold sagebrush desert of northern Nevada,…

True outrage is a great cleansing experience, at least for the truly outraged. It isn’t only catharthic, it is transformative. Outrage is like sexual climax,…

We had been rehearsing and performing QUILTERS all over the country and everywhere we went, audiences, enchanted by the stories of our brave pioneer women…

Every year I buy an advent calendar to help me count down the days until Christmas. More than that, though, it brings me a delight…

Life is trade-offs….it is probably nothing but trade offs, if the truth be known. I traded a conventional life with kids and homemaking to be…

It’s getting close to the time for me to join the quiet. Not the silence, not yet time for that, but the quiet. The moccasin…

When I first looked at the old film strips of Nazi parades, the people looking at them lovingly, cheering madly, making that same, stiff armed…

It was a small, high-traffic, colorfully decorated bath room , in the intimate smokey Club we hung out in and played our guitars at every…