Lisa Irish

Dear Friends, My husband and I have been living in our town for 14 years. It’s a rural community in central Connecticut of 4, 381 souls, where we are blessed with lakes, wooded areas, and all four of Earth’s seasons. When we first moved…

Dear Friends,    Six years ago, this month, I made a commitment to you. I made a commitment to myself, as well. Each month, as I write from my heart, I reach out to your hearts, and share a story, an image, a message…

Dear Friends,                                    I was walking the grounds of our local Christmas tree farm the other day. The tree was selected, sawed down, and traveling up the path…

Dear Friends, Our holiday-season journey has begun. Though this year is unlike any other (please forgive this over-used phrase of our incomprehensible reality), we carry the expectations and traditions of all the years before. Holidays are all about tradition… ritual… returning to a place…

Dear Friends,          You’ve been on my mind. Here we are in the last week of October, and the reality of living in America is heating up. How are you doing? I wanted to be in touch before the election, before…

Dear Friends,    Officially speaking, my last Glimmer was in September. (If Not Now, Tell me When) Emotionally speaking, what happened? what is it about time? It seems so long ago since we last connected. I hope you are well and safe. I hope…

  Dear Friends, You have been on my mind throughout these past weeks.  I hope you’ve found ways to take care of yourself in these uncertain times –  resources to sustain your heart and moments of beauty to remind you of the gift of…

  Dear Friends, I never understood what people were referring to when they offer this platitude on the subject of age. “It’s just a number,” they would say and I would wonder, “Yeah, but it’s still the number of years I’ve been alive, right? …

Dear Friends,                                                                                     …