Someone I care about recently suffered a deep, life-altering loss. Her pain expands in ripples, and when I close my eyes at the end of the day I feel it brush against me. I want so badly to help, but I know there's very little I can do to ease her suffering. It's the kind... Continue Reading →
This has been a hard week. A few days ago it started raining, and it didn't stop. It was torrential, relentless. The amount of rain that might fall in an extremely wet month poured down in a single day. An hour or two from where I live, mountainsides crumbled. Highways snapped in half. Bridges were... Continue Reading →
There is a feeling that bounces around in the pit of my stomach that I can only describe as longing. It stirs up now and then, and when it does I feel restless, unsettled. I feel like something doesn't quite fit - my clothes, my skin, my life. It happens less these days than it... Continue Reading →
I've gotten better at noticing things. The taste of coffee in the morning. The warmth of the mug against my palm. The smell of it, still steaming: sweet, earthy. When I go out for a walk, which isn't as often as I should, there is a particular way that sunlight filters through the trees that... Continue Reading →
It's dark outside, and wet. The rain taps against the living room window. It will be like this for the next six months or so. Winter - and fall, and spring - in the Pacific Northwest. Yesterday was miserable, the skies near black and stormy. but on the drive home the thick layer of clouds... Continue Reading →
The sun is just rising and outside my window, beyond the sea of roofs and street lights, I can see the outline of the mountains against the lightening sky. They look all shades of blue, jagged peaks in some places and rolling slopes in others. In all the world - or in the tiny parts... Continue Reading →
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