Stone

a life-long favourite verse   “Life is mostly froth and bubble, Two things stand like stone. Kindness in another's trouble, Courage in your own.” ― Adam Lindsay Gordon

7° Of Wisdom / Welcome To Our Circle

If you’ve ever wished you could sit down with a mother or grandmother – yours or someone else’s - and get their advice or input, here’s your chance to do that. We are seven women – mothers and/or grandmothers - ranging in age from early 20s to early 80s. Between us we have pretty much... Continue Reading →

a short Short Story

Who the hell cares anyway. Enough, enough, she damn well had enough of the lot of them.  As she slammed the front door behind her, Janey stomped down the stairs, yanked open the car door, stabbed the key in the ignition and peeled out of the driveway with tires squealing. I knew it. I knew... Continue Reading →

Thomas Berry

" The Earth with its layers of land and water and air provides the space within which all living things are nurtured and the context within which humans attain their identity. If in the excitement of a secular technology reverence for the Earth has diminished in the past, especially in the western world, humans now... Continue Reading →

Life is more

The knowing that life is more is what we each long for. But what more is there?  There is joy in seeing a butterfly flit from flower to flower, in the smile of a child, the laughter of an elder, the howl of the wolf – all these touch our soul somehow and remind us... Continue Reading →

Gracias

Gracias por mi vida Gracias por mi corazon I thank you for the mountains Rising strong and free Guardians of our life here In the valley where we thrive I thank you for waters that flow through Carrying away all anger and bitterness Bathing us in clarity of heart and mind For all that blooms... Continue Reading →

early morning quiet

In the quietness of early morning, as the world pauses between dark and light, when even the birds are silent and the bullfrogs have quieted their gossip, I walk the hills and marvel at the rising sun. The early light rims the clouds with pink and a dusty rose spreads out above the trees The... Continue Reading →

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