To my friend on her wedding day

I wrote this for my oldest dearest friend, the girl who shared my dorm room with me when we were both young and silly and kind of stupid too. Now after more than 25 years, she's married again. And this, I wrote for her wedding. Marriage. Marriage is a big word. Marriage might be more …

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Seek ritual instead of result

I am a results kind of person. My husband even more so. We are get shit done people. And so life gets super hard when getting shit done gets complicated, or we are forced to recognize that there are actually things in life that are not "fixable." Oh, the agony! We may take it to …

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Small gestures

Sometimes I like to play a game with myself. For a few days I will make it a point that everywhere I go, into each store, each person I come in contact with I will pay attention to and make a meaningful comment to them. At the grocery, or Target, or a restaurant, or wherever, …

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Two hearts climb: a VDay post

In honor of Valentine's Day, I thought I would gush on about my husband just a bit, share the adventure of our marriage and a bit about a conversation that grew from listening to a podcast. A couple of weeks ago my husband and I were on a long drive listening to podcasts as we …

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A reflection on 50 years

When the Prince song 1999 came out in 1982, my friends and I loved dancing to it. I was a huge American Bandstand fan, and the moment when he appeared with Dick Clark, I loved all things Prince. Still do. But that song has always haunted me. Because after all the dancing, my most distinct …

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You can’t boss mud: What is wilderness?

Sometimes I see those photos of people getting out of their cars to photograph bears. Or I hear about people feeding the coyotes and talking about them like they are domestic dogs. I've known many people who made the move to the country. My own move to the countryside was less deliberate, more of an …

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