I am Loving Awareness

I understand grief in some aspects as a blessing: life is never so meaningful or beautiful as when we remember that it will not last forever.

Plunging

Last time I knew, the water here was about 50 degrees Farenheit; I haven't asked since the temperature turned colder, heh.

Imperfect, Inexpert, Eccentric, Glorious

There's a ratty old fence around the athletic field in town; it's due to be replaced in the spring. One woman, Alex Anagnostopoulos, got a bee in her bonnet about the possibility of making public art here.

Steadfast

I want to weave resistance to evil into my daily living as solidly as I have woven care for myself and others into it.

A Blessed Autumnal Equinox: Exquisiteness & Imperfection

Enoughness is a powerful medicine in this time in the world. It is an important time to ground ourselves, to settle ourselves, to hold to what we know as dear. Like poetry. Like blossoms.