Touching God Days

April 3, 2015

I dreamed I was back in time, nestling my chin into her Elisif hair, all the while knowing she was gone.  ***** "The object of love is not the subject of love." (This opaque phrase came like a mantra, pulling me back from the brink.) My ache had... Read more

The Bandaged Place

March 3, 2015

“You could say that a reckoning has to be made with the coyote, and only then can this trauma be lifted.” (Joseph Beuys) “Don’t turn away. Keep your eye on the bandaged place. That’s where the light enters you.” (Rumi) ***** I have... Read more


February 6, 2015

I had 80 people in a room for 2 hours, learning about the New Day Campaign. It's an ambitious thing: 7 different exhibition themes in 12 different spaces is just the beginning: collecting, soliciting, and generating multiple works of art, each with a personal story related to behavioral health behind it; teams putting... Read more


February 2, 2015

In the past year, I have become obsessively attracted to people who are hurting. Partly, it's a mirror: my weight is less with those who too carry loads. But what really draws me: those who suffer the most often love the most. And forgive. ***** I am not all I... Read more

Loving Arms

January 2, 2015

There is a shoebox I keep in our family room, bulging with letters. ***** “Life changes in a moment.” An apt cliché for describing the phone call of February 11, 2014. “Hello, is this Peter?” There is before Elisif died, and after. That call: the bright line between. ... Read more

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