What was the last gift you gave yourself?
There was a fire in the La Sal mountains. It started as a lightening strike at the end of Castle Valley a thin gray plume of smoke. Then suddenly it caught hold of the updraft... More »
There was a fire in the La Sal mountains. It started as a lightening strike at the end of Castle Valley a thin gray plume of smoke. Then suddenly it caught hold of the updraft... More »
I would quiet my thinking and open my eyes and ears and let my body feel the ground under my feet and the cool or heat of the air I would hold myself gently in... More »
"Although he may not be the man some girls think of as handsome..." I do not like to be watched or watched over. I never have. I do not like to imagine that there is... More »
Opening certain perceptions out of season might result in something like a human hothouse tomato. I think the blessing of aging that more than compensates for the pangs of sadness in lost freshness is a... More »
Change is the most wonderful thing. Everything seems to naturally want to change. There is an authentic change that I find more interesting and more surprising than the change we invent with replacement. There are... More »