Month: September 2013

Buddha’s head cracked off the morning we took Michael to the airport. Claire said, “What does it mean, Mom?” “I need to get out of my head.” I said. Or maybe it’s just that Buddha got bumped  But I’m thinking it’s […]

All summer  the fat pot of morning glories  grew into a  big  spiraling  heart-shaped leaves twisted thing  but no flowers.  Where was the glory? The day before my birthday, Elizabeth said Bean, there’s a flower out there.  There was one […]

A fish cannot drown in water. A bird does not fall in air. Each creature God made must live in their own true nature. -Mechthild of Magdeburg If you’ve been reading along with This Being Alive you may have sensed […]