Walking With Ancestors

Blessed Solstice everyone! My house smells like freshly made honey-butter bread and freshly cut strawberries. As the sun sets on the longe...

Snuggling with Luna the day before she passed. I used to go to the local zoo when they housed Bison. I have a special affinity for the b...

Every morning the news brings me another story of some woman being harassed for wearing a hijab. It sickens me and saddens my heart. And n...

I stood in the warm spring sunshine of the morning, cleaning out the garbage pail. The most current tenants across the way played somethi...

Equinox is the mid-point between the longest night of the year and the longest day. We already feel the effects of the lengthening days b...

Whitcher sisters Ellen, Harriet, Emma*, & Frances. Across the country today, women are standing up and stepping forward and being s...

This is a post I first published March 2, 2011, about the grief I felt over the loss of our middle cat Luna. Her death was the impetus fo...