Part One: Tarot card of the day Oh how I love stone walls and garden gates! This beautiful image comes from The Herbcrafter’s Tarot. It’s written by Latisha Guthrie and the artwork is created by Joanna Powell Colbert. I’m proud to call these two wise women my friends. It’s been my honor to circle…

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  There is a pandemic happening in the world right now, not just at home in the USA, even though we Americans have an “interesting” attitude about community in the midst of social isolation. There’s a lot being written about it all, the good, the bad, the ugly, the heartbreaking. We’re in this for the…

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Home is memories of meals, holidays, celebrations. Home is feelings of belonging and estrangement. Home is not always where the heart is, nor is it where one lives. There was a brick house with faded white paint on Edgewood Terrace that used to be my home. I can’t remember the color of the window shutters…

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Before adulting was a word, before internet and cell phones, I lived in Idaho. First, I left Virginia on a one way plane ticket sent with love and expectations. Then, I remained after our divorce with no house and no wheels. Living alone for the first time, with $500 in hand, I went car shopping.…

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  Five years ago I wrote about being sixty-one.   Five years is a short time. Five years is a long time. Five years is an arbitrary amount of time, like my age.   Sixty-six.   I’ve been alive for over 24,000 days, living them one day at a time. One moment at a time.…

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A portal connects points in time. Was I was inspired by Marie Kondo videos or did planetary aspects motivate me? Mountains of boxes cluttering the guest room closet pushed me over the edge. I reached the point of zero tolerance and pulled out the first box. A box of memories filled with pictures, letters, cards,…

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Where do I begin?   Start at the beginning? I don’t want to.   Start where you are. Except that if I start where I am here today by the time you, the reader, see this, I will be farther into the future.   Start future writing? I’m reading the book I wrote and thinking…

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Your writing voice is the deepest possible reflection of who you are. The job of your voice is not to seduce or flatter or make well-shaped sentences. In your voice, your readers should be able to hear the contents of your mind, your heart, your soul. ~ Meg Rosoff   My words are mirrors of…

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Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf. ~ Rabindranath Tagore   For a long time now, I’ve wanted to understand time. Yes, I can read a clock or consult the calendar, but that’s not the experience of time that I’m trying to understand. The passing…

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  Are you reelin’ in the years Stowin’ away the time ~ Steely Dan   Recently, Anne Lamott wrote a post on turning 61. She says her “inside self doesn’t have an age.” I don’t think mine does either but I sure have a lot of memories, some are more clear than others. Anyway, I…

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