White Noise

This morning I felt it. As I sometimes do. I woke up early before the world to see the quiet, and the cool stillness.  Nature--the Great Mother--was baring herself to the unconditional acceptance of the sky and falling back into the wonder of itself. And I paused on my front porch while my soul connected … Continue reading White Noise

Muh Earl

Some pics belie the tenderness behind them. Because when I met introverted Earl--whose history included the passing of his former owner, the relatives for whom did not find new homes for his cats and Earl was put on the street--his eyes seemed almost too sad to overcome the emotional hesitation. And as a pet sitter, … Continue reading Muh Earl

Abstracted clarity

Part 1 (2016): That moment when you’re exhausted—on your 17 hour workdays stretching out for weeks—but must run in to buy your catholes their Soulistic at Petco in Sugar House and they open a new register with "I can help the next customer in line over here on 3" and even though you are that … Continue reading Abstracted clarity

Embattled

And I really have to resist telling all the maleness at Jiffy Lube to go make me a sandwich because that’s just where I am today. I was kept up all night by our new dog Lady’s whining—separation anxiety; Julia’s on a trip, Livy needed sleep; I was on duty—and along with my dream last … Continue reading Embattled

The Dead

Pic 1: "Ladyfinger, dipped in Moonlight, writing ‘what for?’ across the morning sky.” May this day and all others see us into skies speaking songs to the calm of a gentle world. DD2 and I were talking the other day about the 27 Club. It started because she’d told me how much she liked the … Continue reading The Dead

Making space (for pollen and grifters)

Things to be grateful for today: That my puffy eyes from allergies haven’t totally sealed themselves shut. I have the gift of sight. That I caught the drip of watery-snot before it hit my mouth when I bent over to retrieve my sunglasses from the street. That I didn’t step on said sunglasses and kill … Continue reading Making space (for pollen and grifters)

Benny

Dear Benny, I cannot explain my species. Can’t encapsulate for you their darkness; have no idea why your entry into this world saw you endure cruelty to where even now that you’re safe, with a new family, you panicked when you saw me—shaking, cowering, running—like you have no hope. I cannot help with this. I … Continue reading Benny

4:51

This morning I rose at 4:51 to a chorus of high-pitched mews from the foster kitten room (rough translation of which was: “get up! ‘the fuck this door still closed for?”) and my own cats scrambled when I got up and let them out because the old batch of fosters had been trained to stay … Continue reading 4:51

God/Us

A few years ago, my daughter Livy was surprised when I told her I believed in God. She was 16 (I think) and didn’t know because I don’t tout God or observe religion unless it’s imminently relevant because for me God/source is such a big truth it doesn’t need to be spoken of. Since: of … Continue reading God/Us