Category Presence

Shell Rock Lake

The yellowjackets congregate around singing some bright, fevered chorale of ins and outs, ups, overs, and aways, streaming their hoarse longing through the skyscraper trees. This barren, swept, human-carved spot is danced over and tended by these beings bringing their wild, pressing choir to this echoing, cathedral space. The trees of this place, mostly cedars […]

Landing

Waiting for the landing, for a soft fall to the spongy earth, Waiting for the lift of dank air, Waiting to drop down into my stomach and toes and the planet’s fire, Waiting for this spinning and clenching to come to rest on the shoulders .     of ancient, living rock. It’s been months of […]

The Earth That We Knew Is Gone

I have been waiting for the grief to come, and today, reading Bill McKibben’s eaarth, my grief was set loose when I read his summary of the de facto changes that have beset our lovely jewel planet. After chronicling the reasons our dear Gaia cannot recover in any recognizable way from the devastation that has already taken place, […]

Release of the Peace Lily

Today, planting a peace lily turned into an unexpected ritual of forgiveness and blessing. Several years ago, my husband took a small peace lily to work, planted in a professional-looking gray plastic pot. He enjoyed and nurtured the plant to the point of flourishing and then, over time, collapse. It was severely root bound, many leaves […]

As a bird in the redwoods

As the day closes, turns dim in the forest, my soul wells up into a chitter of praise. I offer a song of the magnificence of life, of this day, of this blessed moment — this elongated blink between day and night. Let me hold on, hold out for the great sun that brightened and […]

Water

It came to me this morning casually pouring a glass of water: here is depth, here in my hand, liquid stardust, billions of years old, the elixir of life on earth and I can drink it. Millions of molecules have traveled billions of places and come to me, come through me, from that deep, dark past bearing […]

King’s Canyon

She said to go depth, find my place in the deep of things, travel down, down to the canyon bottom, feel those granite walls, majestic, decorated in scraps of life, and the smaller sky, swimming among the clouds, covering me in my hidden abode. There in that secret place, find the windy arms to hold […]