Today would have been Loolie’s 13th birthday. The two Rons, my friends in LA, sent me this poem by Robinson Jeffers. I will read it aloud at Sand Beach when I scatter Loolie’s ashes. I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours. The House Dog’s Grave (Haig, an English bulldog) I’ve […]
“My Kind! ” serendipitous discovery on a backroad of Vermont when Loolie was a puppy. I’ve struggled to put down words to describe Loolie’s last day on The Mothership. It seemed divinely guided and, I believe, Loolie directed me in everything that happened that day. Even in this, she thought she was the alpha. Let […]
What do Prince Philip and my mum have in common? They are both 97. And at least from my family’s viewpoint, they are both royalty. Philip’s recent car accident prompted this article in The Guardian about when is it time for our seniors to stop driving. Writer Nick Duerden doesn’t definitively answer that question in his article; […]
Here’s a love story that is going to turn your heart into a melting hot plate of mac ‘n’ cheese: this couple met as a result of the Boston Marathon bombing. Boston Globe journalist Ken Cullen does a remarkable job of teasing out all the nuances in his article about how “love is stronger than […]
“Believe your heart. Believe in yourself. You are on the right path. You are love and you are loved. Never forget.” I offer this to my readers as confirmation that there is more to this life than appears at first glance. This week I consulted grief counselor / psychic Vincent Genna in Raleigh for the […]
This is possibly the greatest gift one can give somebody: to be a witness to another person’s truth without judgement or criticism as described by Wes Angelozzi’s statement here. I see you.
Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream
It is not dying, it is not dying
Lay down all thoughts, surrender to the void
It is shining, it is shining…
Saturday morning it will be 3 fast years. You are missed, Scott…
…Butterflies in Chinese symbology represent love, specifically young love….
I think Scott was on to something. Something that David Bowie also discovered when he found out he was terminally ill with cancer. . .