The glove box was my first grown-up hidey hole. My Grandmother literally understood the compartment as a place to store driving gloves, but with my Father’s prompting when I got …

At some point during the past year, I built a mountain of all the printed film that I had been hoarding. No overnight visitors were expected so the gigantic pile …

I am awake; I will spend my life taking this armor off. Pema Chodron Lots of talk about self care these days. Lots. And no doubt we need it. A …

We are just walking each other home. Ram Dass While living out the Era of Whippersnapper, I had a reoccurring dream starring mate D and my idealistic-self manning a roadside …

Words are things. Maya Angelou After a harrowing scramble through a large intersection for the proper site to pull over, I rolled down my window to address a blue package …

One kind thought, one kind word, one kind deed, one at a time, and the world will be transformed. Jean Maalouf We set out to commemorate our 42nd anniversary on …

An incomprehensible but potent tip came swiftly from my Mother after we delivered her tipsy neighbor back home.“Good fences make good neighbors,” she whispered. Much later I discovered the poetic …

Be grateful for whoever comes because each has been sent as a guide from beyond. Rumi Eating long, skinny pasta and Parmesan is a number one love for Margaret Pepper …

For we were young yet and full of fun yet and looking forward to days to comeIt’s not the first time or the last time; that forever we will have …

The gardener digs in another time, without past or future, beginning or end…Here is the Amen beyond the prayer. Derek Jarman “I like the way the air is moving,” said …