Tag: #love

Chapter 4 The Pilgrimage: A Gravesite Chat

A letter to my brother, You were here with me today, sitting at the foot of our family’s grave, our British kin dating back to the mid-1800s, maybe longer.  I probably don’t need to say it because you were here with me, but remember… Continue Reading “Chapter 4 The Pilgrimage: A Gravesite Chat”

The Pilgrimage Chapter Two: Settling In

It seems it takes a while, two weeks in a place with an address and predictable bus and train lines, before I feel cozy, settled in. This was, and is, my goal when traveling; I want to be in a place long enough to… Continue Reading “The Pilgrimage Chapter Two: Settling In”

State of Being

Aloha.  Our last day in Paradise and like most people who visit the lush island of Kauai, we don’t want to leave. It’s been rainy, a bit chilly, windy and seasonably weather-rich in Princeville, our home for a week as we celebrate my kind,… Continue Reading “State of Being”

Hot Cocoa Blessings

Exhausted. Euphoric. Somewhat crippled. Grateful. At peace. These are my emotions as I wait to board the plane at JFK, bound for the Southland and in a few days the Central Coast of California. I’ve been here for a little more than two weeks,… Continue Reading “Hot Cocoa Blessings”

Who do you think you are?

I’ve finally figured out my problem; the reason it’s hard to forge on, dig deep, actually do the thing I need to do, which is figuring out how to write this novel I’ve been pecking away at on and off for months: Drum roll….my problem is….I… Continue Reading “Who do you think you are?”

Mermaid Cove

I’m in my Enya phase—-again. A wispy, cloudy, bubbly, dream state of being.  Honestly. Honestly. Honestly. I am living my dream, a dream I’ve held onto through all, the ups and downs, the beginnings and endings and now I’m in the Now. The Now I’ve… Continue Reading “Mermaid Cove”

Princess for a week

I poured my cousin’s prune juice into my coffee this morning.  The cabin was dark, and I was stunned out of a glorious sleep-in sleep by room service or a stewart (not so sure what staff is called on a giant cruise vessel). Shadowy… Continue Reading “Princess for a week”

Today, she is free

Love is … Remember that 1970s back-of-the-newspaper, black and white simple line-drawn “cartoon”? That’s what I’m thinking about while I’m thinking about the trauma of the last week and the national politics of the forthcoming.  What is love? And how can love sustain us… Continue Reading “Today, she is free”

Seasons Change and So Do I

It doesn’t always end like this. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. Sunny skies. Cool, light breeze. Crows cawing. Sparrows singing. The ocean tumbling, tumbling, tumbling despite the Nation’s troubling political cliffhanger. But today, as I leave to return to my Southern California peeps, it is perfect,… Continue Reading “Seasons Change and So Do I”

Nothing is an Accident

I’ve been traveling since August 8, returning to the South Bay briefly to attend my friend’s funeral. I won’t be back to my home turf until October 18 where I’ll visit, errand, and reconnect with family and friends before leaving on my Fall Sojourn… Continue Reading “Nothing is an Accident”