Good morning from Sequim! This morning I am thinking about Canada geese and anxiety, an intimately familiar state to me. I awakened to the cacophonous sound of flocks of seagulls, herons, and Canada geese rejoicing in the first negative tide in over a week. They squabbled over breakfast and territory. It could not be described …
I have been participating in an online workshop this week that is part of Dr. Amy Boyd’s Write the Damn Dissertation series. I’ll put a link below if you want to check it out. One of the tasks this week was to recognize the thoughts in your head that don’t serve you in your efforts to …
I have hiked in this local park, nestled in the heart of the Santa Cruz Mountains, several times a week for many years without giving a thought to its name. I began my usual trek today with my dogs who were beyond excited to be in a forest washed clean by overnight rain. The air …
This morning I started reading a book about the Yoni as a sacred symbol, The Yoni: Sacred Symbol of Female Creative Power by Rufus Camphausen. It is a fascinating book that is well worth reading, not too long, and striking a pleasing balance between academic rigor and sensual scholarship at its finest. If you want …
I took a long hike yesterday at Henry Coe State Park. I didn’t pass a single person. I wasn’t really alone, though. There were deer tracks, rabbit prints, and a large cat-like paw print with claws that brought a chill to the back of my neck and the feeling I was being watched. Smoke from …
