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(You must realize)
…that when he looked, and she looked up at him, their looks so merged in one the world outside grew vacant, suddenly, and all things being seen, endured and done were crowded into them: just she and he… here at the point and at this point alone:- see, this arouses fear. Such fear both knew. When I first encountered those words, my body thrummed. I was weeping without having realized I was moved. I had found my way home. This happened in 1996, at a small church in Berkeley, California, and the words were spoken as part of the sermon. … Continue reading
Posted in community, faith, prayer, reading, spirituality
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Why Manzanita?
I just spent four days in silence. Every year, I load up the car with warm comfy clothing, good walking shoes that can get wet, ample reading material, knitting, my rosary beads (the Anglican rosary, which I’ve been carrying around for almost twenty years) and prayer book, and drive up to Healdsburg. To, specifically, the Bishop’s Ranch on the west side of Healdsburg, in the Russian River valley. This year, it poured rain pretty much nonstop, a welcome saturation in these years of drought, for those above flood level at least. I arrived at the Ranch around four o’clock on … Continue reading
Posted in community, faith, prayer, spirituality
Tagged Anglican rosary, bay trees, Bishop's Ranch, California drought, Healdsburg, hopscotch, ice plant, Lindsey Crittenden, madrone, manzanita, miner's lettuce, oak trees, rain, Russian River, silence, silent retreats, sour grass, spiritual retreats, The Water Will Hold You
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Welcome Back
The holiday cookies are baked and the wreath’s hanging on the door. Sort of. I’ve baked holiday cookies once, maybe twice in my life. It’s not that I don’t like holiday cookies. I love holiday cookies—at least most of them. Gingerbread men are cute, with icing outlining their chubby little feet and hands, even if you crack your teeth on those little silver balls. I adore butter cookies, especially shaped into wreaths. Even typing the words “Pecan Sandies” makes me drool. But if you stop by our house this month, you’re not likely to be offered a plate of home-baked … Continue reading
Posted in community, writing, writing groups
Tagged Audrey Ferber, Benjamin Moore, Drop Dead Gorgeous, family photos, holiday cookies, holiday visitors, Ilsa Brink, interior painting, Lindsey Crittenden, Orange-Pecan Ice Box Cookies, Pecan Sandies, Poets & Writers, revising, The Water Will Hold You, Vibrant Blush, website design, Writer's Chronicle, writers' group, writing
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Back In the (Blog) Saddle
I know. I’ve posted this before. And no one likes an excuse. Tedious, really, and ultimately who cares? So I’ll just say: I’m back. Thanks to Meghan Ward (of Writerland), I’m sitting down this Friday morning to post here. “Are you still blogging?” she asked me yesterday at lunch at the Writers’ Grotto. “Every time I go to your blog, it’s the same post.” (She said this in the nicest of ways, really.) It is, indeed. Imagine having a friend repeatedly drop by for a visit and never being there! That’s a little how I felt. Plus, I realized that Meghan’s … Continue reading
How Revision Brings Us Closer
This first Friday in July, I’m thrilled to offer a guest post by my friend and colleague Monica Wesolowska. Her memoir, Holding Silvan, will blow you away. And she’s got some nifty insights here, too. Thank you, Monica! At a recent reading from my memoir Holding Silvan, a friendly young man in the audience asked how I’d managed not to be angry or bitter in the book about the people who’d failed me while Silvan was alive. I had to laugh. I could have said the memoir just came out like that because I’m naturally a lovely person, but catching … Continue reading
Posted in community, craft, writing, writing groups
Tagged brain damage, compassion, grief, Holding Silvan, Lindsey Crittenden, loss, love, memoir, Monica Wesolowska, revision, writers' group, writing group
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