For me, the stakes are much higher now that I've been able to say what's untenable. From my perspective, I need to either get this fixed, once and for all, or stop trying to fix it. For both of us, we can't keep living in 'I wonder if today's the day we stop trying ( Read more... )

So we talked. And talked some more. DH has been very cooperative about most things. He came back to NJ earlier than planned, citing unhelpful weather for drying out sails and clearing all the canvas off the boat. We talked some more ( Read more... )

This is, I think, the seventh year of the Poetry Slam in honor of Saint Bridgid's Day ... or Brighid's Day, Imbolc. It's, I think, my third year of participating, and probably only the second poem I've written in that time.

Found poem from memery: Unexpected losses

In a vest-pocket kitchen

yesterday morning pouring tea

your silver-haired haunting ( Read more... )

I dreamed and journaled and planned and figured my way into a fairly large 'next step' and then waited for Dear Husband to get back to the states from helping a friend move a sailboat -- a five week journey that he seems to have enjoyed at a very deep level. I drove 1400 miles to meet him for some deep and serious conversation ( Read more... )

 Begin with the end in mind ( Read more... )

How lovely to have the Full Moon and the Autumnal Equinox coinciding ( Read more... )

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Spent the day with my mother, who died in 2001. Or rather, her Archive ( Read more... )

Twice this week I've followed the path taken by Persephone ( Read more... )

I'm back to work on my memoirs ( Read more... )