So it’s 8:30 on a Friday, and it’s already been a banner night. I was walking along, down my street, happy to be spending an hour with my camera and the light of sunset, and as I waited on a car to cross the street a block from home, the
The Feather
Do you consider yourself a good multitasker? I once bragged that when I drove a stick shift car, I could eat an ice cream cone at the same time (in the long-ago era of pre-cell phones). I’m a mom. Multitasking is a requirement. Except that it’s not. Over the last
Noticing – Integrating the Wild Workshops
In the past few months, I’ve been operating more on instinct than plan. Only the most basic physical and emotional needs have driven daily action. My mom died on December 4th, my sister-in-law a week later. Last year and the first months of this one have been soaked in cancer,
A Wild and Crazy Night
From the outside, she is carefree. Photos show a gal who knows how to live it up and cut loose. A girl who spent a whole summer sowing wild oats intentionally, learning how to integrate the Wild. She’s even written a book about it, and is telling the world, putting