On day ? of the plague: The full moon offered her silver energy to my open arms last night, even so. Lightning lit up the sky in the witching hour, a display full of wonder, in spite of everything. The bread didn’t rise, but thanks to a friend’s recipe, the tontons were delicious, even so.…

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I’ve lost count of how long this pandemic has been going on. But, remembering the words of Raymond Carver, who wrote, “Did you get wanted what you wanted from this life, even so?”, I ask and will keep asking, was this day a miracle, even so? In spite of everything, I drew a deep breath…

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It’s Easter Sunday morning and I am sitting behind my house, near the liminal space marking the border between the garden and the Wild Wood. I am watching for the foxes. The vixen and her three kits. For several years a family of foxes has taken up residence in the complicated, many-entranced den where once…

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It can be difficult for me to remain cheery in the midst of world events. It’s hard to remember that all things are born, live and die into transformation, only to repeat the cycle over and over again. This is true, I believe of all sentient things, as well as eras, cultures, nations, planets… The…

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