A good cake is a joyous thing.Read More
Let go. This is not about you. Let go. Who do you think you are? Let go. Trust Me. Let go. Love — and do you know what that means? Let go. Trust Me. Let go.Read More
“To my mind, the greatest reward and luxury of travel is to be able to experience everyday things as if for the first time, to be in a position in which almost nothing is so familiar it is taken for granted.” – Bill Bryson 1999: We’re on the brink of a new decade, a new…Read More
It’s 5:43 p.m. central standard time on New Year’s Eve as I begin typing this. How was your year?Read More
the sun beats harshly on crenulated battlements
as a string of horsemen and camels approaches the gate.
the stony hills are shrouded in darkness, the shapes of shrub
and sheep and shepherd almost indistinguishable in the gloom.
a scrubby hillside, a tiny house, and a weary traveler
picking her way up the dusty path to the threshhold.
the beam of light illumines a face shrouded in shadow
it is a young face — oh, such a young face!
It’s hard sometimes, isn’t it, when all we can see are the shadows of things.Read More
This year has been … where shall I begin?Read More