I’ve got that end-of-summer feeling; how about you? Are you, like me, ready for change? It’s right around the corner, ready or not. Around here, harvest is underway. It always gives me chills to see combines in the fields. We tend to equate spring with hope, but, by gum, combines bringing in the harvest look…
It’s been a long time since I wrote anything about adoption or how I’m impacted by the whole “chosen baby” myth we were fed. After I wrote my first book, Two Hearts: An Adoptee’s Journey Through Grief to Gratitude, I remained relatively active in the adoption community, writing and even speaking at the American Adoption…
It’s August 18 as I write this, and I’m sitting down to write this post, having just pruned back my tomatoes. It’s certainly the earliest that I’ve ever taken this step. The garden, as a whole, is less than stellar this year—okay, let’s be honest, it’s been the worst season ever. Frankly, I’m over it….
One day recently, I stood near the 49th parallel in Saskatchewan—the Canada-U.S. international boundary. If you look closely at this photo, you can make out a fence line at the top of the hill, representing the boundary, and a Canadian flag flying atop the highest peak on this side. I watched a hawk glide effortlessly…
I’ve been researching my genealogy. It’s important to me, in part, because as an adoptee, basic information about who and where I came from was a secret. That’s a recipe for heaping some heavy stuff on an impressionable child and creating an adult who is hyper-sensitive to feelings of abandonment. Now, however, thanks to DNA…
I came across this wisdom from the Sufi poet, Rumi, this morning. Humankind is being led along on evolving course. . . and though we seem to be sleeping,there is an inner wakefulness that directs the dream,and will eventually startle us backto the truth of who we are.~ Rumi, Selected Poems Earlier, I had been…