Í Tokuni (In the Mist) by Eivor Polsdottir https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nsryFBjHLpA The image below links to the "Official Music Video."

Time The only true measure of a tree. Trees mark time From the blossoms in the spring To the lush leaves of summer The vibrant hues of fall And the silent sentinels of winter Trees mark time Through the seasons of the year As each year passes and We mark our own time From the... Continue Reading →

When I lived in Oregon, I had friends who I spent holidays with up in Vancouver, Washington which is right across the Columbia River from Portland, Oregon. Each Thanksgiving and Christmas they would host a potluck in a community room. It would be very casual and include family, friends, friends of family, friends of friends,... Continue Reading →

I have been sharing my recent loss. Some may wonder why or may find it too difficult to touch. Yet, touch it you must. One day, you will have no choice but to do so. One day, it will be your turn to be the one who's fine one day only to find your world... Continue Reading →

Photo by Elina Sazonova on Pexels.com I met my dear friend, partner and former husband on a Trailways bus. We were both college students and were coming up to Denver to then go to our respective homes for the holidays. We talked for hours on the long bus ride. Once we got to Denver, we... Continue Reading →

Photo by Mariana Montrazi on Pexels.com I lost one of my oldest and dearest friends this summer. We met when I was 18 and were married for 16 years. Although the marriage ended, the friendship continued. Today, a woman spoke to me about grief. When she was widowed, she learned that you have to reinvent... Continue Reading →

I've learned to let go. I've learned to sit on the bank and watch the river carry things away. Many learn that, then move on again and again, meandering aimlessly through existence. No purpose, no intentions to set, no gifts brought forth to share. Yes, I've done this. I've learned to clear out the clutter... Continue Reading →

This morning, I woke from a dream where I saw three women I've known who are all passed now. I was speaking to one who had been a true mentor and cared a great deal for me. The other two, I only saw walking past while I was speaking to this first woman. I also... Continue Reading →

Edgewalker, she be living in liminal space, home for a constant seeker, a constant traveler, a constant outsider - looking in. Peering through windows of others' places, others' spaces, lighting match, after match, after match to light . . . Light fades and sparks dim, weary illusions fade; bright, warmth of life fades into rain-soaked... Continue Reading →

There was a woman who figured out who she was - a storyteller. She told stories to entertain, to educate and to inspire. She lived stories in her dreams and journeys. She had many adventures on the planet where she was born. She made friends with a myriad of the magical and mystical. She splashed... Continue Reading →