As I look at the horror of the oil spill off the coast of New Orleans I see it as a disease, dis-ease, of grief that is entering the veins of our species. We have been operating out of a horrifying lack of vision and foresight on behalf of the planet.
I have been gone for more than two weeks, and while gone my dog was boarded at the veterinary hospital facility. He got lost in the woods for two days and nights, a big first in both of our lives, not long before I had to leave him there. He’s
Home on my mountain after more than two weeks away, though it is only through the light of moon and stars, I see summer exploding into fullness, little plants I had put in the ground the week before leaving already growing tall. The miracle of it all astounds me. I
Trust life. Trust yourself. Love each other passionately and equally. I don’t say this lightly. The day has reminded me of this acutely. The words sound cliché, may sound like just words, but the doing of these requires everything.
This is my last day in Mexico after a glorious week. I’m trying not to project myself forward into plans and worries and mail and catch up, but to be here savoring every moment left. The advice of David Whyte in his poem “What to Remember When Waking” applies to a
The acreage I am staying on here in Mexico is home to lots of animals, of course, but is also visited regularly by lots of people. I am thinking that these creatures must be adapted to human traffic, as they are far less skittish than what I am used to.
One thing a spa experience can teach is how much the nervous system is calibrated to a busy life. Even when there is time to breathe, walk slowly and quiet the buzz in the mind, the habit of a normal quickened pace continues. I’m in Mexico, and culturally a slower
I am a guest right now at a very exclusive spa in Mexico. My friend, Donna Sternberg, has a dance company that will be presenting her latest choreography here this week, and her company members are teaching dance to the guests. She gets to bring someone to accopany her for free, and I’m
Having had some treatments recently in massage and body work, I am reminded of the seriousness of touch deprivation. I live alone and am not in any kind of intimate relationship. After having been married for 20 years and having children who were very cuddly and tactile, it was a
When I stayed with my cousins recently they told me that they go out for breakfast every day as a way of supporting the economy. It supports the local businesses and waiters and waitresses. I’ve been thinking about that quite a bit. As a response to economic worries I know