Yet they cannot quiet their human-ness. Humility never comes naturally to their meditations. Pride of the vertical. Assurance of those who wear hair even if not their own. Pomp of warm-bloodedness. An equilibrium they mistake for rationality. Over certainty about their station in life.
from Verlyn Klinkenborg's TIMOTHY, OR NOTES OF AN ABJECT REPTILE
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
A Mom
Parents...we all had them at one time or another.....and many of us have been one or are one. And our lives have been involved with, shaped by, and toned by being parents.
At different times in our lives, there are events that bring the feelings- not just the responsibilities- of being a parent to a heightened level.
And then there are times in our lives when events let us know with clarity how connected we are to our offspring. Connected, truly connected. Part of me in them; parts of them with me.
It is amazing to me, being a mom for 46 years, how much closer and closer I am to my daughters. Closer in spirit, in presence, in character.
Both daughters have guts. They are strong women; they are survivors. At the same time, each is intensely creative and productive, compassionate and smart.
All three of us are independent thinkers and actors. Each of us respects individual dignity and personal paths.
When I was the grown daughter, I tried to protect my parents from various illnesses or difficulties I experienced. Now, as the mom, I am so grateful that both my daughters allow me in, to share in the realities of their lives.
I am lucky....being the mom of the daughters I have.
At different times in our lives, there are events that bring the feelings- not just the responsibilities- of being a parent to a heightened level.
And then there are times in our lives when events let us know with clarity how connected we are to our offspring. Connected, truly connected. Part of me in them; parts of them with me.
It is amazing to me, being a mom for 46 years, how much closer and closer I am to my daughters. Closer in spirit, in presence, in character.
Both daughters have guts. They are strong women; they are survivors. At the same time, each is intensely creative and productive, compassionate and smart.
All three of us are independent thinkers and actors. Each of us respects individual dignity and personal paths.
When I was the grown daughter, I tried to protect my parents from various illnesses or difficulties I experienced. Now, as the mom, I am so grateful that both my daughters allow me in, to share in the realities of their lives.
I am lucky....being the mom of the daughters I have.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Is it too late?
In REVENGE OF GAIA, James Lovelock examines the tipping point issue for the Earth. For a review of his book, go to http://ccmnh.org and then go to book reviews.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Flatwoods Preserve, Pine Island
This is the second year after a controlled burn by the Calusa Land Trust. The flatwoods are a habitat for the gopher tortoise as well as many varieties of birds and small mammals. The preserve trail leads back to a beautiful mudflats area.
Pine Island Magic
Someone once told me that the island held magic for those who could find it. The times of mist and fog are magical for me.
Pine Island, St. Jude Trail
Twenty years ago we discovered this little island. It has not changed much in its lovely places- Tropical Point, St. Jude Trail, Calsua Mounds, Pineland.
It is a place of birds, clouds, and green.
For me, it is a place of happiness.
It is a place of birds, clouds, and green.
For me, it is a place of happiness.
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