Monday, November 17, 2014


The ginkgo tree stands for hope, resilience, peace. She loses her leaves in one fell swoop in late autumn. They cascade down in almost a single day, creating a carpet of gold on the ground. The brilliant leaves give way to bare branches which light filters through.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

in all things

If you get complacent in appreciating this banquet we call life, your senses can help turn things around. A friend told me about the idea of keeping a Thanksgiving Sensory Notebook in which you jot the good things you see, hear, taste, smell and touch throughout the day. Pumpkin spice tea and the pretty can it comes in. The bag of bright tangerines. Crunchy leaves underfoot. The voice you love so much on the other end of the phone. The mysterious moon in its inky sky. It doesn't take much before your cornucopia really doth runneth over. The wisest person I know says that the antidote to feeling like life has gone flat, or haywire, is to be radically present. A stick of cinnamon is an excellent place to start. 

Friday, November 7, 2014


While I didn't plan ahead, got rushed and bailed on even making a dish for the potluck football picnic last Thursday, another mom showed up with this platter of edible art. She thought it was funny that I took a picture of the cookies, but I wanted to remember every detail about that fun, festive evening. Especially how some people not only show up, but put a unique and lovely stamp on whatever they do, splashing grace across the canvas of life.

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

too full for leftovers

The ironic thing about being full of thanks is that there's no room left over for the host of other things that can edge out its place at the table: regret, worry, ennui, negativity and even loss. When I think of the most searing grief I've ever known - losing Dad - even that is transformed now when I focus on the gratitude of having had him at all, much less for 30 precious years. As well as the loving bond that continues to thrive (and guide) today on a different plane. For that, I give infinite thanks.