Laddy came up to my face this morning at 6:10 and so we were out and back from a short walk to the park by 6:30. I made coffee, we had breakfast and I turned on the water heater, preparing for a shower. But instead, I got back under the covers and slept for another hour. I checked my email and other work-related things and then, finally, we headed out for...
Read MoreBounty in Baywood
I am in Baywood Park, parked in the wide lot next to where the vendors are setting up for today’s Farmer’s Market. Pop-ups are being raised, truck beds unloaded, fruits and flowers and crocheted hats are being laid out on cloth covered tables. A cool eucalyptus scented breeze blows through the window, giving me goose bumps. While I wait for the market to...
Read MoreWhen Soft is Hard and Hard is Easy
We took our first beach walk this morning. For a big girl who barely walks any distance, it was a hard, heavy breathing effort across the soft sand to the beach. But I took my time, pausing to toss the Frisbee far enough so that Laddy could retrieve it without jumping for it. After several rounds of play, I had a moment of being ready to turn around, but I...
Read MoreThe Road From There to Here
I pulled out of Marika’s driveway on Wednesday morning, August 1 and arrived at Country Hills RV Park, my overnight destination in Beaumont, California seven hours later. It was a long day but relatively easy driving across the desert. I met up with my friend Kathi who lives near Beaumont and we enjoyed some delicious Thai food and catch-up...
Read MoreHow Yoga Works: A Personal Story
I am driving today. headed west and north until I reach the Pacific Ocean and the central California coastal town of Morro Bay. Here’s a reprint of an article that is as true today as when I first wrote it. We all have bad days. You know, when everybody bugs you, when nothing anyone does is good enough, when you wish you could run away for a...
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