Last December I walked into our beloved local grocery store, the Victor Valley Market. “Riding the Storm Out” by REO was playing on their speaker. I smiled at all the memories of teenage-hood in which some REO line was a part. At 14, a boy played “Time for me to Fly” as a way to…
How many of us have looked at a lawn in early summer filled with dandelions and groaned – especially as the wispy seed heads began to blow in the wind? But what if dandelions were part of nature’s way to make sure we could eat healthfully? According to the Cleveland Clinic (and many others), these yellow flowered…
Next Tuesday marks the beginning of summer. And amidst all the uncertainty and angst these days, there is something both powerful and soothing about the cycle of the seasons and the knowledge that there is a container and flow of life far bigger than we are. Gratefully, we are deeply a part of this flow….
A few weeks ago, I watched the National Geographic documentary called Jane. It’s the story of Jane Goodall’s life using recently found film footage from her first years in Gambia in the 1960’s. I’ve found myself reflecting on this film a lot lately, not just because of the remarkable life that she’s led and her…
I woke up yesterday morning and went for a jog – down tiny, winding streets, past cathedrals and churches, down and up many stairs. I was greeted with “bonjour” as I passed. But I hadn’t crossed any oceans. Being from Detroit and having lived much of my adult life in Boston, I’ve often been within…