Month: December 2011

Sometimes, rest is the highest spiritual practice. – Tom Yeomans Thinking of you on this last Friday of 2011… xo b

On Boxing Day, We got our dance groove on ate cookies  played LIFE walked ate cookies decorated the driveway in matching owl pj’s snacked napped read and went to bed early. On the Day After Boxing Day (today.) I made an early morning fire  […]

december 25. 2011 merry christmas.

Today is my husband, Michael’s birthday. It’s also the night my beloved Aunt Nip died.  All this coming and going always leaves me feeling tender about this being alive.  I’m “lifting” yet another email from Michael because it’s Christmas Eve and […]

It’s been a  long busy  lovely week.  I finished out a season of subbing… 1st grade 2nd grade 3rd grade 4th grade  5th grade GYM? while beginning a new gig @ our local university. I’m a working girl… in the […]

  ~ in memory of my mother and dear friend Dorothy Southam Jackson July 7, 1926 – December 19, 2001 Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever […]

Good morning, chickadees! tea  journal  sofa mom’s Irish lap blanket books christmas tree moon still up  + sleeping house  a very grateful heart. I’ve been missing in action, after leaving you two days ago with the words of Eckhart Tolle: […]

You are here  to enable the divine purpose  of the universe to unfold.  This is how important you are. – Eckhart Tolle

The short one is  Elizabeth Mary,  daughter of my daughter… She also goes by… Lemony as in Snicket and E but prefers to be called… Christopher Kratt [ see PBS/ The Wild Kratt Brothers] She calls her mother, Martin (Chris […]

“I don’t know, maybe it’s because it’s Monday but I’m feeling kinda anxious,” Claire said. “Well, sometimes I try to imagine what my eighty-year old self would say. I imagine something like, don’t sweat the small stuff?“ “She doesn’t have […]