Monthly Archives: September 2020

I often think of my emotional life as an ocean. Sometimes calm, but more often churning, stirring, storming. Waves grow, crash, come in sets, lap at the shore. With all that is happening in the world: Covid-10, Black Lives Matter, wildfires, the death of RBG and a presidential election, along with personal transitions, I haveContinue reading “The Tide”

This past weekend, after recovering a bit from night shifts at a nursing home in Southern California, I got a wee bit of much needed trail time, fresh air and beautiful, clear skies. Since I was in LA, I had the perfect opportunity to get together with a soul trail sister, Naomi aka Mountain Goat,Continue reading “A bit of fresh air”

My home is on fire. I dream of breathing easier on a wilderness trail, while I sleep in a stale hotel room in the daytime, and work at a nursing home at night. I wonder if hummingbirds, due to their small size, ever find themselves swept away in a storm, and end up hundreds ofContinue reading “A hummingbird at rest”

Last month, I “marched” 1,000 miles to benefit the Black Mammas Matter Alliance from Canada to California along the scenic Pacific Crest Trail. The trail was not new to me, was close enough that I wouldn’t have to fly during the pandemic, and is isolated enough for social distancing and some necessary wilderness therapy. TheContinue reading “Reflections on 1,000 Miles for Black Mothers”