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The Curious Case of Holes
I have been thinking about holes, lately. Probably a result of going down so many ‘rabbit holes’! The holes I ended up thinking (and writing ) about are…
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THINGS I WISH SOMEONE HAD TOLD ME
Today, I want to share the essence of the speech I gave on the day Dekker graduated after 18 months of training at NEADS in Massachusetts. He is…
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Too Late?
I could smell the molasses cookies my mother had just finished baking. “Too late. I just sent the last batch with your father for his committee meeting at…
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If Not Grace, Then What?
I recently wrote about “aging gracefully,” and I have not been able to leave that phrase alone. The trouble is this: I have never, ever, in my entire…
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Living with an Intruder
After fifty years, I can finally say his name without bitterness...and what I have learned from living with an unlikely partner…a lifelong relationship with an intruder that I…
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The Myth of Aging Gracefully
I have heard the phrase “aging gracefully” one too many times…and I need to do a bit of ranting. I hope you will bear with me. I sometimes…
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Dekker on Ice Fishing
The calendar insists spring is near, though the yard has not yet agreed. Sometimes, when the snow lingers longer than anyone thinks reasonable, I ask Dekker to weigh…
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Two Kinds of Time
I live, like most people, inside two kinds of time. The first is the kind that happens on clocks and calendars. It measures, schedules, reminds, and evaluates.It tells…
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The Pilgrimage of Aging
“I can’t control what’s happening in the world.But I can put one foot in front of the other and walk my pilgrimage.” — Joanna Penn
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Have You Practiced Yet?
I use the phrase spiritual practice a lot, and I’m aware that, for some readers, this phrase makes things more complicated than necessary. What if we simply talk…
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Illness Through a Dog’s Eyes
What Love Looks Like When Healing Is Slow Woof woof, friends,Something shifted in the house a couple of weeks ago—before anyone said a word.Illness has a way of…
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The Problem of Tears
There are phrases that seem to be part of the air we breathed growing up. Not formal teachings. Not even written rules.
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Illness as a Spiritual Practice
Illness as a spiritual practice? I would rather not think so... I’ve written a number of reflections over the years about spiritual practice as it appears in daily…
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Learning to Live at Sixty – A Reflection on Aging
Aging alone, I was sitting in a wheelchair on the 4th floor of a busy rehab hospital—five hundred miles from home—on my 60th birthday. Not even a simple…
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Dekker’s Thoughts About Legacy
Woof woof… it’s me, Dekker. I’m lying here in my favorite sunspot while my person taps on her keyboard about something called legacy...and I wonder...
