Dear Friends, The short month of February has flown by and you have not heard from me. My apologies. I have missed our connection and gratefully return to you on this new day, March 1, 2025. This day is important in my world, it’s…
Dear Friends, I write this message to you on Martin Luther King Day, a day of remembering a man that spoke of love as a fundamental quality of our humanity. I am grateful to have lived in his lifetime and seek to carry the…
Dear Friends, As the New Year begins, and we encounter 2025’s movement in our lives, I find myself returning to a childhood memory. I used to sit close, with my teddy bear and blanket, while my mother played her piano. The melodies, harmonies and…
Dear Friends, These tender days of Advent are a gift to me. I watch the local birds peck at their feeders, the Canadian geese stop by the lake on their way south, and a brief snowfall cleans things up, just enough, to enjoy a…
Dear Friends, I recently shared retreat with a roomful of spiritual directors and companions at Genesis Spiritual Life Center. Together, we listened to our wise teacher, chatted over meals, and ooohed and aaahed at the full moon. Our theme, “Soulful Connections,” led us through…
Dear Friends, I keep staring at this picture of my 10 month old granddaughter. In it, she’s pulled herself upright, smiles at me and the camera, and leans her hand into the top of the couch’s cushion. Three of those precious knuckles are pressed…
Dear Friends, Willow calls out to me on these steamy, lazy summer days. Her long, leafy tendrils reach out to me as I float by. I’m comfortable on my “blue floaty thing,” complete with arm rest, cup holder and my kayak paddle to navigate.…
Dear Friends, I share this moment with you, with great love in my heart. I know many of you will be reminded of your own losses, and I trust the sharing of stories supports our healing as well as our remembering. Some of you…
Dear Friends, This morning’s green leaves dance above me. And the clouds, traveling through the soft blue sky, gently move even higher still. I treasure the birdsong surrounding me, high and bright, with an occasional low tone from the Mourning Dove. I’m reminded of…
Dear Friends, On Monday night, I sang in a concert with new friends and old songs, as well as some very new songs! The weeks of rehearsals were a return to the joy of harmonizing, the challenge of correct timing, and falling in love…