My Little Story

My Little Story

Lift a wish, weigh a breath, hold a bag of feathers. I’m finding out in my seventh decade, that’s what...

A Trusting Sail

  Breath enters me this morning, lifts my lungs to life- And leaves me once again. I wait, a trusting...

Social Support in the Time of Covid

Once upon a time I was in the closet, that is, I was hiding something about myself I knew to...

Good Friday in Taranto Italy

Reposting this blog from two years ago when I was in Italy for Good Friday, because the need for communal...