Living in a Wild Age

Shot through the heart. This has been a tough month in a tough year. I feel like curling up in a fetal position and wailing like a baby. Difficult, demoralizing events at work. Cancer. Death. My uncle died. My cat, Ed, is dying. I’m acting as a sounding board to both my closest friends while … More Living in a Wild Age

Walking Meditation

I first experienced the meditative peace of walking  during the eighteen months I lived with my mother after my father’s death.  My friend Cathleen and I walked the wooded pathways of a nearby park three times a week.  We did it for exercise, but also saw it as a chance to talk freely about our … More Walking Meditation