Coaching Writers and Seizing Joy

I’ve been sitting here for a half an hour, staring out the window at the weeping cheering on our drive and the holly across the way at the Lohr farm.  I’m just sitting and staring . . . and feeling very, very full and content and whole in a way I have not...

Working and Rooting

On our dining room table, a tiny candle is flickering, giving this quiet, foggy morning a dance of grace, much needed for my weary self.  We’ve had a busy weekend – guests here on the farm and a concert with the amazing Joy Ike and her sister Peace at my...

Learning to Just Be Near

She wants the beautiful thing. She wants to eat. – from “The Grackle on the Lawn” by Eloise Klein Healy I open the little coop door with the ramp first. . . . “Morning, birdies.  Morning.” Then, I swing wide the large door and walk...