I love poems about light. It is one of those remarkable, ever-changing elements that produces some of the most magical and emotional experiences. In the last few years, walking has become my form of divination. It is the place where I do my best creating, listening to trees and the ground. Watching for the hawks…
Growth is hard work. That’s something I think no one can deny. Anything that allows us to shift and get stronger is a slog in the middle. I found myself resuming the required work of that lesson recently. After the terrible winter we had, I lost one of my massive beloved raised container gardens to…
Longings. What are they? Where do they come from? Why are the so very powerful? I find myself considering these questions over and over lately. The powerful desire for adventure. The unsettling wonderment of uncontrollable overwhelm when I hear a beautiful voice. The aching of wanting to be the first to leave so that I…
Speaking In Polish will be a regular feature for me in 2023. In it, I plan to explore my Polish roots through poetry, folklore and family stories. I hope you enjoy. I often remind myself that the first language I learned with my grandmother was Polish. Yet, it wasn’t really until this last year that…