These days, well-lived

July 5, 2016 Uncategorized

Part I: Airplane Mode [listen: Morning, Tom Rosenthal] In the trickling down of glacial rivers you can hear secrets of a life well-lived: an afternoon spent eavesdropping on hummingbirds, leaning against the trunk of a whitebark pine. Last night we watched the sun go down for hours — stood in silence to watch a coming tide of sun-seared clouds roll, tuck under, twist, and scatter as they hurled themselves upon the stonewall of our volcano fortress for the night; sleptRead More

In which you think you have time

May 23, 2016 Uncategorized

I’m feeling all kinds of immense gratitude right now for the people in my life. This year started out rocky, and with a lot of loss in terms of wonderful human beings that left us before we got to do and say everything we intended with them—and of course, when do we ever reach that point, of it being enough? We don’t. We continue to re-learn the lesson, all of us, in that very awful hard way, that even though we thinkRead More

Only rock and sun

June 5, 2015 Uncategorized

Our summer of the Weekday Warriors has begun. Friday through Sunday I get up before it’s light and work until the heat of late afternoon, walking the floor of the nursing home until I sweat and ache, counting over 10,000 steps, lifting frail bodies, coaxing heavy limbs to move, fielding orders, savoring tiny moments of connection with souls who are mostly lost to other dimensions, and earning just enough to pay the rent and buy coffee beans. Monday through Thursday, the world is now very different. NoRead More