I find all kinds of interesting things while wandering around in the desert Desert Life Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live in the desert? I’ve been fascinated by and curious about people who choose to live somewhere with blistering hot temperatures, very little water, unpredictable weather, and in remote areas with little access to goods and services. I often thought about … Continue reading Darwin
Last Day It’s still early in the morning, and I feel the warm glow from last night’s powerful concert with my women’s choir, Yala Lati. The lyrics and harmonies flow through my heart and mind, along with memories of looking at all the beautiful faces of women I’ve come to know and love over the … Continue reading Release
Journal entry, early September: I sit at my favorite wraparound desk (the one my own hands created 15 years ago), looking out the large screen-less windows at my beloved garden. Birds chirp carelessly from the apple tree in the back corner and an occasional hummingbird swoops down from above, still stunning me with its death-defying … Continue reading Letting Go
You may say I’m a dreamer… Many people have given me feedback that I’m a seeker, a dreamer, always on the lookout for a better way of life, place to live, way of relating, job, etc. When I hear these comments I interpret them as coming from a place of inspiration with a twist of … Continue reading In Search Of:
Dissolving into a luxurious blanket of hot water, I gasp at the silver brilliance of the rising full moon as it clears the branches of my apple tree and fully illuminates my sweet little back yard. I love my hot tub! I close my eyes and reflect on where my life is right now: in … Continue reading Retired!
My journal entry from late December Driving north from Santa Cruz on scenic highway 1, I strain my eyes into the darkening sky, searching for the pullout with ocean-view camping described on a free camping website I often use. I was told camping along the coast was always illegal, so I’m dubious of what I’ll … Continue reading Re Entry
Uninvited visitors in the night It was 1:30 in the morning and I lay wide awake, though I craved sleep. I heard them gnawing on something, tiny teeth grinding and clicking, then Wanda shimmied a little as tiny feet shuffled along a surface I couldn’t see, though one that was close to my body. Flicking … Continue reading Synchronicities
