Walking With Ancestors

I got a phone call early in the morning on Mother's Day, 2001, confirming that I was planning to come home that day. My Grandma Donna,...

When you're on the edge of this world, your heart will speak of kith and kin, and sing of the alive things you love. All the things ...

Hattie Eva Smith, married Eaton. In the midst of pain, in the lull of heavy drugs in the Burn ICU, I experienced seeing my ancestors sta...

Bismuth. I've seen it every year at the rock show I attend and I always marvel at the geometrical shapes it forms as it grows. It'...

Grief. It welcomes itself into your life in multiple occasions of loss: jobs, homes, health, pets, loved ones. I feel it now, even thoug...

The birds are singing their spring songs outside and St. Patrick's Day marks the turning to the equinox. The days are lengthening and ...

My hospital room was up on the sixth floor and I had a small window that showed the brick wall of a building across the way. I went weeks ...