Beltane and the Shadow Mountain Moon Wednesday gratefuls: That old hometown. Race. Colorism. War games. Working the night shift. Final week in paradise. Murdoch. The quiet, relaxed Murdoch. Joe. Mary’s knowledge of ESL. Bird songs. Grieving. Going home. Sparks of … Continue reading
Beltane and the waning crescent of the Island Moon Friday gratefuls: The Hebrew alphabet. Sleep. Murdoch curled up beside me while I took my class this morning. Joe. His integrity. Seoah, her craziness. Mary, her resilience. Covid. Vaccines. Wind. Electricity. … Continue reading
Beltane (& Kau) and the Island Moon Tuesday gratefuls: Cardio. Coffee. Water. Murdoch. Logic. Emotion. Not separate. The Pearl River. The Mountains with Clouds backlit, drama provided by the rising Sun. Tenderness. Grief. Death. Ongoing life. Kate, always Kate. Comic … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Sunday gratefuls: Murdoch. My deepening understanding of what family means. These Islands. The Beach. The deep blue Sea. The Sky above and the Earth below. Critters. Here six inch slugs on the pillar of Joe’s … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Friday gratefuls: Dysthymia. Cornbread. Watermelon. Brie. Eggs over easy. English muffins. Korean fried chicken and fries. Murdoch. Kate, always Kate. Emily. Mark Koonz, Primordia Landscaping. Death. Life. Birth. Sparks of Joy and Awe: Babies in … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Sunday gratefuls: The Ancient Ones. At the Wooden Boat School. At an artist’s retreat along the St. Croix. In a 55 plus apartment complex. Near The Lake. On Oahu. With each other across time and … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Tuesday gratefuls: My new keyboard. Finally here. Meeting Joe as I did my morning cardio. Seeing Diane with Mary next to me. Going to the commissary with Seoah. IRA transition complete. The acai bowl from … Continue reading
Beltane and the Island Moon Thursday gratefuls: The intricate web of people, near and far, family, friends who held and hold me as I walk, slowly, this most ancientrail. Emily, who will love Rigel and Kep while I’m gone. Rigel … Continue reading
Beltane and the waning Moon of Mourning (2%) Monday gratefuls: Kate jumping up and down with our suitcases ready for the taxi. Kate and I eating in Pizzaro’s house in Lima, Peru. Kate hugging Ruth and Gabe on the steps … Continue reading
Beltane and the Moon of Mourning Sunday gratefuls: Kate wearing sandals in the snow. Kate explaining the physiology of Raynauds. Kate laughing with her sisters. Rich Levine, a good man. Sofia. Carving her own path. Tara. A good woman. Bees. … Continue reading