Walking the Plank

It’s never as fun as in Peter Pan. It’s murder—A public execution. Peter Pan flew, but I don’t know how. Continue reading →

The Song I Hear

  Wake up and listen. There are sounds you’ve been taught not to hear: Joy is as real as despair. Continue reading →

Be gentle enough

Like a fawn, the tiny girl stands nearby and says nothing. She watches it all and still stays silent, safe Continue reading →

Meditation #1. The Holy Spring

Sheep wander around me, slow round puffs with faces. An Irish mountainside slopes up to gnarled crags. The sea moves Continue reading →

Singing Hope

[Part II of “Inner Rooms”] If I were singing the poem of my husband’s life, I’d sing of his laughing Continue reading →

How to get an A in meditation

This essay was published in The Timberjay newspaper on March 5, 2015, in answer to a piece by Ms. O’Hara Continue reading →

“Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive…”

The engines fail, the small plane hits the ocean and people are thrown out.  Waves crash over the man’s head. Continue reading →

Holiday Blues: How to Forgive Your Parents

I hate going home for Christmas. It’s not the cookies and beer, the endless bowl games or the high school Continue reading →