I have a friend who used to take long walks with me almost every week. Our favorite place was along the sidewalks and trails at the saltwater beach park a mile from where I...
I used to sew a lot. In high school and my early twenties, I made a bunch of my own clothes, even complex coats with linings. Then later on I made clothes and Halloween...
I was listening to a Tom Paxton song and the lyrics went like this: “It’s a long and dusty road. A hot and heavy load. The folks I meet ain’t always kind. Some are...
Pema Chodron is a Buddhist nun whose writings I really like. She’s insightful and she’s also funny. I always think of Buddhists as being kind of above normal human foibles. She disproves that. In...
I feed the birds. Juncos, finches, woodpeckers, chickadees, nuthatches. All of them. Even the greedy, bossy crows. I especially love the crows. They are clever and so family oriented. My book about urban crows...
This is a story about a guy named Tom. Tom died from prostate cancer when he was only 38, an age when most men haven’t even been advised to have their PSA checked. He...
I grew up in Eagle River, a town of a thousand people in far northern Wisconsin. Every year the community held a big Easter egg hunt in Riverside Park, where real eggs were...
In 2015 I posted this blog. That was a couple of years after it happened but it stuck with me and there’s an update: In my massage therapy practice, a woman brought her...
So when I was out walking today I passed a little girl about 3 or 4 years old standing on the strip of grass between the sidewalk and a parked car. She was apparently...
There’s a Buddhist story about a couple of monks who are out walking and come to a river. There’s a young woman standing on the bank of the river. She needs to cross but...
