The Drumbeat of Joy

The drum beats are loud and rhythmic with joyous additions of bells and maracas.  People dance.  Others trade instruments.  I dance. I am not at a powwow.  I am under a bridge on the Riverwalk in a town I never imagined living in.  There are hundreds of like-minded people here, spiritual, happy, artistic, lovely people of … Continue reading The Drumbeat of Joy

Daring to Live-part 2 (time is now and becoming a yogi)

Well, you know me, ever trying to become a hermit in my little abode on the corner in the city behind high trees and corn stalks while dreaming of great adventures.  I ventured out to my first cooking class and it was indeed fun.  I talked a little, drank some wine, critiqued all the food to … Continue reading Daring to Live-part 2 (time is now and becoming a yogi)

The Little Cat that Could

Three weeks ago today I got a friend's message and headed to the feed mill armed with formula, bottles, and Pedialyte.  They were not even a day old.  Found in the basement of an ancient building, half frozen, their feral mother vanished.  I became the mama. Every two hours through the night I fed them … Continue reading The Little Cat that Could