I close my eyes and listen to the voices of the rain. — Robin Wall Kimmerer Robin Kimmerer wonders if there is such a thing as rain; perhaps only raindrops, each with its own story. Some raindrops clink heavy on metal. Some are quietly swallowed up by moss. Others bounce off pavement. Yesterday one fell out…

Morgan H. Nichols wrote, “One day you will look back and see that all along, you were blooming.” Like this Epiphyllum Oxypetalum plant. It takes it time to bloom. One year. And then only for one night. But Lily’s Epiphyllum, standing tall like a sentry guarding her back door, never bloomed at all. The Princess…

Cargo: From the Old Portuguese, carricare: to load. My life’s cargo is now loaded onto a 15 x 12 x 8 transport pod. It will soon depart to become a dot on the horizon. Cargo: Another base word for cargo is cargar, Spanish for burdens. You must learn to let go. Release your burdens. You…

Everything you need you already have. You are complete right now, you are a whole, total person, not an apprentice person on the way to someplace else. —–Wayne Dyer With all the comings and goings, the highs, the lows and the detours, we need to remind ourselves that arrival is found in the now. Own…

In his book, Let Your Life Speak, Parker Palmer says our most meaningful mistakes have a resounding message. Listen to them beyond judgment. Value them. After all, they are the vessels that carried us from missteps to pivotal footsteps, from misdeeds to good deeds. This migration from regret to self-fulfillment becomes the articulation of our…

A perennial summer favorite, the strawberry is the only fruit with seeds on the outside. But referring to the pear-shaped yellow specks dotting each strawberry as seeds is not entirely correct. What looks like a seed is actually the fruit of the plant. Hundreds of them. The juicy red pulp we love to eat grows…

My apologies: Until I am resettled in Florida, my posts will not be as regular as they once were. Packing up a household is like reading your life’s book, chapter by chapter, in reverse. —–G. Hill Like so many lenses, each item I pack is a page of my story, pulling me back in time….

Note: I look to nature to teach me about the cycles of change, where the edges of time collide. A flurry of life explodes in the marshes. Sea coexists with land, saltwater meets fresh water, and life rebounds from tight cycles of decay and decomposition. Described as a collision of ecosystems that run into each…

Spiritual Metabolism: Asserting a closeness of spirit, to grow our garden within. —-G. Hill At any moment, you have a choice, that either leads you closer to your spirit or further away from it. —–Thich Nhat Hanh Easy Lift The mind can lift us through adversity. It is a superpower given to us. A believing…

Note to readers: I took a week off from the rigors of relocating. It is a long, tiresome, and emotional process, yet, regardless of whatever else is going on, the beach calls. For those of you who feel the lure of the beach, here are some musings after a week at the Jersey shore with…