Day ? of the pandemic. A robin builds a next to the bedroom window; a wren builds a nest by my office door, a chickadee builds a nest by the windchimes hanging from the arbor, in spite of everything. A big old watersnake guards its territory by the creek bank and startles me so that…

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Day ? of the pandemic. A day of reality checks. The purpose of these blog posts has been to remind my own fragile self, and perhaps a few others, that there is beauty, grace, and comfort to be found in the (sometimes silly) things of daily life, in spite of everything. I’m going to keep…

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Day ? of the plague. A wild storm blew through this afternoon, not caring a bit for our little concerns, even so. A dear friend put everything aside to care for a very difficult elderly relative, in spite of everything. Oh, the irony of this Plague at Passover. I’m not Jewish, but I honor the…

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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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So here we are, in turbulent seas and howling winds. So here we are, in a pandemic. What to do with our fragile selves, our fragile hearts? Where do we put our fears? This first: look at the person next to you (animal or human) and say thank you for not fleeing. Tell your neighbor:…

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