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Cailleach's grin
Well, it's nearing midnight and still I can't sleep, which means a groggy morning for this mama...And my husband wants me in bed with him (for sleep, friends, for sleep) but still I find myself back to this glowing screen. We were two whole days without internet...oh yeah, and no water or electric either...so I suppose now that my life is back to ( Read more... ) -
Seeking Clarity...
Quite the blustery day here; the weather has warmed quite a lot, but the trees around us are still a bit foreboding and unwelcoming. So I am inside again, working at gathering my wits, and hoping to ease out of this funk I seem to have strayed into.
I've been spending a lot of time lately looking out into the forest that surrounds our home. With ( Read more... ) -
Celebrating Brigid (or, Found it!)
...regarding the ponderous question of, "where-on-earth-am-I-gonna-create-an-altar out of a curious 2-year-old's reach..."
The spot was a natural, really:
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Mama Found
Miracle of miracles, it has finally snowed in southern Maryland.
There is a precious, fluffy, puffy, soft blanket of deepest white all around the farm today. Earlier, when the babe and I had time for some fun, there were flakes as fat as hens falling to the ground. Now it is naptime, and the world around us has responded in kind with quiet and ( Read more... ) -
and then, Bones
I was going to follow all of that with a brilliant exposition on Why Any Of That Matters, and of course, Life came along with its own ideas about it all. And so here, truly, is why any of that matters.
I had a dream last night where I lost something very sacred to me-- something I've had a fear of misplacing for a long while now-- and then I found ( Read more... ) -
Writing the Marrow
Dogen Zenji, 13th century Zen monk made famous by his collection of Buddhist teachings, Shobogenzo, would say to students who realized his point of practice: "You have got my marrow." I've been doing a lot of Shobogenzo study these days, in an effort to connect a little more deeply with the founder of my Soto lineage. But it's ironic, I think, to ( Read more... ) -
Disaster on a Mass Scale...
...& Other Comedies.
I have been threatening for a while now that I might write something of my experience of -da-da-dum!- finding Mama, which was the surprise and delight of my visit to Yellowstone National Park this past autumn. Well, I ought to do it quickly given today's ever-charming Yahoo! News report:
Run for your lives ... Yellowstone's ( Read more... ) -
Moving Day, at last!!
I don't know what to make of it:
A wild dream involving a Pentecostal church, old high-school sweethearts (and not-so-sweet...), my sister, my Ugly Stepfather, some geese, and my cute little son.
Oh, and I'm pretty sure some pipers too (lookie here)- thanks Seren!!
Seeing that it's National Novel-Writing Month, both my dream life and my waking life ( Read more... )
