how you feel
‘People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” ~Maya Angelou. Right, Cecilia? Will we ever forget how you made us feel? We might not remember your words… But we will remember that it was February and it felt deep blue cold. […]
the wall
I was very poorly understanding a concept of Japanese gardening when I tried to share it with Scott the other day. About the wall. The wall for a garden, that is. In reading their book, “The Sound of Cherry Blossoms”, I thought that Mosko and Noden were almost requiring that a garden have a wall […]
reading
What’s that over there? Let me check it out. Let me read this one. What’s this in front of me? All this blue and white and blue and white and blue and white? Let me read this one. In my “reading” reading today, I ran across an article which talked about the Arabic word for […]
unmoored
My mother used to have this saying: “This country is too big.” And it’s odd, because I moved only 2 and 1/2 hours away from where I was, and it seems far. And as I settle in, I notice how I anchor myself. In a new place, I really see that. One way that I […]
what matters
Little Cecilia is growing. Isn’t she irresistible? Watching her become rounder, softer in her flesh, more focused in her vision, more present to your holding her. More aware of your love. And that, that’s what it’s all about. When I moved to Bath to be near Nika and Scott and the baby, I had to […]
going where?
I was feeling low today. The sun was shining, the dog was happy, people were kind. But… my back hurt. Yes, I had overdone some – “if you do this, then you will get that” exercise/make me a better person thing-a-ma-jig. And now I was hurting. And I’m all grown up, right? And not supposed […]
going to where
You’re going. You have what you need: colors and trust. Oh, and focus. . You’ll get there.
doing it wrong
Today, I was here with Fred (carpenter Fred) replacing some pulls on my kitchen drawers when they started falling apart. The fronts of the drawers were falling off. I’ve lived here for a month and not noticed that they were about to come undone. The story of this house has been so full of unexpected […]
that time of year
Green. Remember? Remember green? Vaguely. It’s somewhere hidden in the back of my brain. I think I can conjure it up. Well, then again…
distraction
At certain times, I want to be distracted. I welcome distraction. I look for it. This past week, I had a friend visit. Yay! Time out. Kristin and I have known each other for years and years. Recently, she has opted to live in a very southern climate while I… I moved ever so slightly […]
