When I was a child at the beach in early summer, I’d run to and from the ragged line of sea foam - feet and ankles kissed by the waves, alternately testing and fleeing the frigid foam. Approach and retreat is exactly how I’m coping with personal devastating news.

For the lushness of a well-tended garden, I give thanks.

“Cal learned a long time ago never to underestimate the spectacular natural wonder that is people’s stupidity.”
From the novel “The Searcher”

Note to self:
Give grace, gratitude and generosity room to flourish.
Joy will follow.
Get into good trouble.
Be simultaneously
savvy and guileless.
Laugh without malice.
Cleanse yourself of all bitterness.
Get outside every day.
Stay connected to spirit
and to others of spirit.
Make music.