project 137.
On August 16, 2012, I am turning 53 years old. That is very soon. Two sleeps from now. My father was 53 years old when he died. Emma is now the age I was when my father died. I have always wondered about this birthday, about surpassing him in age. …
poetry wednesday. the tender gravity of kindness.
Last Wednesday, just last Wednesday–only a week ago and it seems so much has happened since then–I taught an amazing group of teachers in my VerbTribe for Teachers class from a beautiful cottage on Tybee Island, Georgia. Our last teleseminar was scheduled for 4pm. It is always a tug at …
community is a verb.
So, so many beautiful messages of support as we start this journey. I cannot begin to express what this community means to me. As we navigate the health care system, there are moments of fear and then love. And laughter. Emma created this cartoon of Kid Ney and his Spot …
oh, mr brilliant.
I finished my book on loss and grief last Friday, sent it to my publisher, and left the next day for Tybee Island. We go almost every summer, but usually just for three days; we decided to splurge this year and go for almost a week. Given that I burn …
start small, but start.
A Facebook friend, Heidi Nord, posted this status a few days ago: “Some things I’ve done to change my life: 1. Got rid of my TV 5.5 years ago. 2. Quit a job I didn’t like. 3. Stopped overeating. 4. Did things to make me intensely happy. 5. Wrote a …
thinking thursday.
MIND That is one smart (and fast talking) 20-year-old. My friend Chi posted this on my Facebook page for Tess, who has a big brain crush on Albert Einstein. The photos and especially the captions made me very happy. BODY I used to drink it every afternoon at Penland, too. …
on gentleness, and being vulnerable
I’ve had this video on replay all day. The song starts at 1:00. Listen. There is a quality to his performance that is mesmerizing, magical. It is a quietness, a knowing, a vulnerability that opens up all kinds of space for me, any listener, inside the song. This is worth …
peace to a trailblazer
I like to think that Sally Ride is now among the stars. May you rest in peace, trailblazer. (Photo: Located 1,000 light-years from Earth in the constellation Perseus, a reflection nebula called NGC 1333 epitomizes the beautiful chaos of a dense group of stars being born. Photo from NASA)
in which tess writes a 3-page book.
There are a few parts to this story: Tess wrote a book yesterday, sitting at the table where I am writing. With Perry beside her, of course. She really wanted to publish it, and so we made a PDF of it. A local group is gathering resources to provide school …
