Suddenly Grateful

Suddenly Grateful

Oh God, here again. I sit in the ICU next to my mother. I look at her thin skin and her pale lips and I can’t believe we’re here again. The hospital smells stale and dry and hot. Can’t they open a window? The air has a bad, sick taste. I hear strained breathing from...
Helen & Amie

Helen & Amie

I’m grateful that the wisdom of the past can resonate and reach us where we stand. It’s June 1965. There is a lot going on in our culture. In New York, at the Presbyterian Hospital/Columbia University – a strong-willed 56 year-old woman named Helen...
IT is …

IT is …

IT is…… simple… tender… the image of a tree against the sky through my sunroof while stuck on the 405 freeway… the single tear that rolls down my cheek when my meditation goes deep… my dear friend’s kitten’s toes…...

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