human nature
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The Silent Day
Holy Wednesday It is the middle of Holy Week. I did not choose this. I woke inside it. Wednesday is the day the Gospels go quiet. Monday, Jesus cleared the Temple. Tuesday, the confrontations — Pharisees, Sadducees, the Olivet Discourse,… Continue reading
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Something Holy is Happening
Something Holy Is Happening Mornings start with PK deciding it is time for me to rise — she begins to cry, then walks over me until I surrender. Even though it was bitterly cold last night, snow still on the… Continue reading
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When One Door Is Locked, Find Another
Sometimes I keep trying to open a door that is locked, or blocked, or stuck. I forget to look to see if there is another door to go through because I am stubborn and feel like I can keep trying,… Continue reading
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Red Hat Protest Symbols
Our country is unraveling. My high school buddy Alise bought yarn wanted to knit this hat, but realized she doesn’t know how to knit, so I got a text last night, could I knit this. I looked at the patter… Continue reading
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Bring Me Men
Rev. Douglas Wilson is a silent influencer that should be on the radar. He is the founder of the New St. Andrew’s College ( not to be confused with the one in Scotland, South Africa or Colorado- this is in… Continue reading
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Humor, Tenacity and Gratitude
Dr. Angle Johnson has been my Dr. I think since 2015. Would have to check the meds records, but she is my go to. I was seeing a guy one town over and kept complaining about prolapsing. I had Cervical… Continue reading
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Is it a typical day?
I wake up somewhere before 6, normally because the cat is walking on top of me, giving out because she hears the preset coffee pot going. Maybe she hears P.’s alarm. I don’t really hear much because my hearing aids… Continue reading
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Treasure or the Coin
I have been thinking a lot about the purpose of the studio and my writing and my yarn. Black Ram Designs found a home on Main Street in Cabot Vermont earlier this year. I was looking for a place for… Continue reading
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20/20 hindsight
If I spent this day looking back, I would not see what is before me. Hindsight they say is 20/20, you can see perfectly. I don’t think that is true. I think we choose to see the past through filters.… Continue reading
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End of a Decade and the Art of Being
So this is the end of a pretty bumpy decade. Since I was born in 65 it is easy to to gauge things in decades, 5-15, 15-25, 25-35, 35-45, and now 45-55. I am not 55 yet, but will be… Continue reading
Little Bit Broken 