What the fog teaches.

This morning I am celebrating the gray, foggy landscape, which reminds me that life welcomes a whole range of moods and ways of being. Reminds me of that quote by Placido Domingo: "The high note is not the only thing." Can we allow ourselves to celebrate the...

Saved by a poem.

I'm reading a book, Saved by a Poem, by Kim Rosen. Kim teaches a practice of learning poems "by heart." (No, not memorizing! It's all about connection.) As it turns out, what's also been going on for me this week is an extra scoop of Monkey Mind...

Everyone knows.

Last week I reprinted a piece from Jean Reinhold, a fellow groupie in the Type Rider Google group. Today I want to share with you my own freewrite on the prompt, "Everyone knows…" Everyone knows they are going to die, but no one believes it. Everyone...

This moment; the truth. Lost and found.

Ever hear of backlash? It's that conk on the head when we're not looking. It usually comes shortly after a moment of feeling really good and expansive — when like life is opening up. Yesterday I wrote a post about not being a naturally happy person....