Tag Archives: life lessons

A Palmier Moment

Picture a window in a fourth floor apartment in the 11th arrondissement of Paris, a tall narrow window that opens like a door to a ledge bound by a wrought iron rail. The ledge is almost a balcony, and I … Continue reading

Posted in Memoir, Small Pleasures, Travel | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Risking Delight

Last night I went to sleep all on my own, without taking even a flake of Ambien, which lately has come to feel like an accomplishment, and my head rewarded me with a series of weird vivid dreams. In one … Continue reading

Posted in Commentary, Memoir | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The Rain and The Light

And now it has been two years. One night I dreamed that I was standing on a grassy hilltop with her and one of my girlfriends, our silhouettes framed against a wide blank sky. She looked more as she did … Continue reading

Posted in Memoir, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment

The Immensity

I have often felt there is a lack of ceremony in my life, that rites of passage to mark transitions are missing. Difficult events exert their crushing weight without the emotional release some kind of ritual might have provided, and the … Continue reading

Posted in Finding Hope, Memoir, Nature, Teaching | Tagged , , , , , , , | 2 Comments


Our daughter spent the holidays in England with the family she married into, but so it goes.  The 1930s picture above of an unknown California woman reminded me of myself, i.e., “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.” Although I really didn’t feel … Continue reading

Posted in Memoir | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment


How’s that for a title? Not fun…but I’ve been trying to get a better handle on my attitudes about this subject. I guess you could say it’s part of the bereavement process, and it occurs to me suddenly that “process” is … Continue reading

Posted in Commentary, Finding Hope, Friends, Memoir | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Maybe All of Summer Is Just One Day

The summer light has been a progression of light, never quite dark, silvering the hills at night, whitening the sky in the early morning hours, then shooting a sunbeam directly onto my my face around 7 a.m. When I feel … Continue reading

Posted in Memoir, Ranch Life | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Through the Tall Grass

A sturdy little coyote pup is beginning his life this summer, feeling quite at home at the edge of the orchard, sunning himself on the hillside, scampering out of sight with frisky effortless grace if we appear. He…or perhaps it’s a … Continue reading

Posted in Memoir, Nature | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Old Friends and Bicycles

There were moments of indecision, the basic question being whether to stick to the known and easy route or to try something different. “How lost can we get?!” said Chris. The actual answer: not very. There’s a big ocean on … Continue reading

Posted in Friends | Tagged , , | 1 Comment

Look Closely

Everything healthy in me says to be present right here and stop looking back. Look closely, look up, kneel down if you want and look deep within, but enough already of looking back, at least until it is no longer an … Continue reading

Posted in Friends, Memoir, Nature | Tagged , , , | 2 Comments