To Write a Magical Book

“Once upon a time there was a magical book. This book was magical because…” Finishing sentences like that was how I spent most of this past weekend. I have probably mentioned that I’m working on a book – it’s about sanctuary (are you shocked?), what it…

A Gift of Self

Maybe it’s the half-century birthday that is getting ever closer. Maybe it’s the weight of all the STUFF I’ve been dragging along with me — more stuff than I even have cupboards or closets to hold. Maybe it’s my impatience with complication and obligation that seems to be…