Sometimes they fall on us--that's always fun--but they rarely land exactly where we think they will.

His prose is delightful, incorporating a sing-song repetition, rooted in the rhythms--and surprises--of nature and time.

But the adventurous part took over. So I headed outside before I even read the article...

I have enjoyed using the somewhat cutesy (but memorable) phrase, "an attitude of gratitude." And what did I realize today?

Anti-Anxiety Tool of the Week: Laugh and Smile Way back in the 1980s in his book, Anatomy of an Illness, Saturday Review editor and...

We are suspended between source and resource, comfort and glory...

From this perspective, to be a beginner is a gift. And what a wonderful way to approach the world, other people and our own psyches.

Words can fly like birds but when you try to catch them, they slither around like fish. Poems by Mary Oliver, David Whyte and a novice poet

An infinite, cosmic web of interconnection, where every juncture of the threads is a jewel.

The best gifts, by far, are those in which both giver and receiver have great joy.

And when it's all done, it feels like such a miracle, like birthing a child. It's so hard to believe I had a major part in creating it.

My 1st song in 30 years rises behind my eyes, begging to come out. I'm trying to sing the stars, thirsting to sing the stars.

Can we honor our common grief, our common tendencies to slide into all-or-nothing in the aftermath of these terrible traumatic events?

There is a lighter side to Le Guin, however, which she shared in her lovely four-book Catwing series for children.

In the aftermath, writing about gratitude and mindfulness seems kind of callous, even frivolous. Or perhaps naive. But it is not.

Perhaps I can truly hear the small things that I, personally, can do to help shift the balance from fear and hatred to love.

There was a whir of wings, a little flash of grey and white, and a tiny bird landed on the outer edge of the deck. We held our breaths.

Some of the sweetest times I've had with another person are those in which we simply sit near each other, without the need to speak.

Loosen, fingers, loosen your death grip on this very day. Open to the atmosphere of open, drink in large draughts of clear.

The tides of life and creative energy thrive in these liminal spaces, whether they are in the world, our hearts, or our relationships.