The mountain lions may leave a little bit of fur around the hooves after they have chewed off all of the meat. Thousands of tiny frogs chant their ancient chant in the wetland. Jackrabbits chase shadows under stark constellations.
I circle our land like a vulture searching for the last pulse of life. Surrounded by the crutch of beauty, there are no distractions from who I really am. The dozens of fragrant daffodils playing delirious sentinels in my meadow are exquisite. What am I doing here... read more

It's time for some frivolity.
Now, I want to stand up for the glorious Jude Law and his be-littling experience with the press. He DID just get out of a pool and was putting on his shorts, yes?
SHRINKAGE. It's all SHRINKAGE.
Us women don't have to worry about that stuff.

On the topic of Jude Law, I wonder if anyone else has a somewhat dualistic attraction to the opposite sex. For myself, there is aesthetic attraction, and then there is sexual attraction. These types of men difer greatl... read more

My 2nd cousin Shane was killled in Iraq last week.
He and everyone in his hummer were killed when they drove over a land mine.

He was 23 years old, and had planned to be a minister. He had helped start an orphanage in India when nobody else wanted to.
He loved to write poetry, and to climb mountains. He always wore black, and was always kind to people. He loved classical music, and metal.
He lived in Alaska all of his life, which he loved.

I had only met him twice, when he was a t... read more

The past few days, I have been listening to music from Lebanon and from Israel. So passionate, romantic, seething with the urge to brush the hand of God with their music and songs. I can feel the breath of my ancestors upon me, the dirt and the rock and the vibrant spirit that pulses through the earth itself.

I know precious little about foreign politics and holy wars, but I do understand the language of music. Whatever war or power struggle these countries are engaging in, they are vibr... read more

As a Leo, and a female of 35 at that, I have little shame making public the GREAT CELEBRATION of my birthday!

(I save my mysterious Scorpio parts for other things...)

Today I celebrated with a good cleansing cry alone in a the parking lot of the courthouse, and then on to happier things.
I built lovely "thatched roof" faerie houses under the redwoods with my daughter, and we had a mini-picnic while my son was at camp.
I enjoyed a birthday CD from myself, with the cello works of Charl... read more