Tears. Rivers of tears. Flowing unchecked. A momentum all its own. So many different kind of tears. Sobbing tears that rise up deep from the belly. Weeping tears that seep out unexpectedly. Wailing tears with sounds so old. All of them serving. Cleansing. Offering an entry into what IS. Can we ALLOW grief? EMBRACE grief? See the gifts, the unexpected beauty in the humanness that links us ALL? This time AFTER. It is about connection/disconnection. Connection to the WHOLE. Beyond any...

There is such Mystery. To be present during a death, my husband's death has a ripple effect unexpected. There is peace. Sadness? Of...

Yesterday: a hike. The pace is slower. Gary stops to catch his breath more frequently. The dogs are so HAPPY to be roaming the woods and...