Posts Tagged: storytelling

Gold, Frankincense, and Myrrh

December 31, 2014

My cat, Jade, is dying. I’ve heard the line, “well, aren’t we all?”, and while that may be true in one sense, in another, don’t we all know that there’s a difference, really? Since the end of October, Jade’s ‘been dying’: at that point, she was diagnosed with mast cell cancer in her spleen, a tumor in her brain, a heart murmur (which became 2 heart murmurs), hyperthyroidism, and a few other not-so-great bits. The past 6 weeks, we’ve been …

Why I collect stories

October 12, 2013

Listen. Do you hear my voice? It is in my eyes, for I do not yet speak. Call. Do you know my name? It is written in the depth of my being. Invite. Are you willing to hold space for me? If you do, I have treasures to share. Thank you. I have spoken. I am seen. Now I remember.

30 Days of 30. Day 7: Celebration, Smorgasboard-style.

June 08, 2013

Yesterday I did four things to celebrate my 30 Days of 30. I made sure to get lots of pictures, so I’ll let that be the focus. Writing: Every morning (mostly) I drink coffee and I sit for a while with what I’m going to post that day. Commitment to the 30 days of 30 posting provides me with a structure to write something additional to the varied writing I do throughout the day. As a writer, the discipline of …

30 Days of 30. Day 5: miracles and mailings

June 06, 2013

 “But you accept me as I am with all that is fragile, all that is broken, all that is beautiful, too…Then the extraordinary thing is we can let down barriers, we don’t have to prove, I don’t have to pretend I’m better than you are, I’m allowed to be myself. I’m allowed to be myself because you love me.” Jean Vanier “Any deep and genuine friendship is rooted in a covenant of two persons…To believe in someone is to give that …

“With That Moon Language” by Hafiz

June 06, 2013

Admit something: Everyone you see, you say to them, “Love me.” Of course you do not do this out loud, otherwise someone would call the cops. Still, though, think about this, this great pull in us to connect. Why not become the one who lives with a full moon in each eye that is always saying, with that sweet moon language, what every other eye in this world is dying to hear?