This fall, I’m in a virtual Jungian dream group led by certified dream facilitator Laura Huff of Fire by Night Dreamwork.* It’s fascinating work and I’m learning a lot. Bi-weekly, our small group members rotate sharing our dreams. My second go at...
Feels a wee bit vulnerable to write this: I feel like I’m experiencing a creative renaissance…. I was nervous about Monday night’s storm. Sunday night’s….Holy. Nashville had what is being called a hurricane on land. Seventy mph winds. No joke....
We’ve enjoyed our daily trips to the park especially in these times of tense, hushed uncertainty as we weather the global COVID-19 pandemic. There’s been extra soul solace in the bright mossy greens and fading cover of brown leaves, interrupted by the...
Greetings to the echo chambers of cyberspace from a forgotten blog, marred by the convenience of Facebook, a too complicated platform, the increasing busy-ness of life. I think of you fondly and often. Sorta. Quick and dirty share here. A cut and paste from the thief...
“The world is a small place.” So the saying goes. And, Nashville? Forget that “six degrees of separation” theory. Our exploding, yet still tenaciously maintained friendliness here puts us at more like four, three or less degrees of separation....
