Quiet Acts of Generosity, Encore

It was on Twitter that I discovered the glitch of the unfinished journal being distributed. As I waited for the water to boil for my morning tea, I switched on my mini iPad to check email and touch in with social media. For a moment, I was utterly puzzled—I hadn’t “tweeted” or posted a Soul…

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A Kauai Morning: Finding the Soul of the World

It has been too long since I rose to greet the dawn. It began while living in England, my ritual of stepping outside to engage in a silent, brief meditation in the early morning light. A conscious communion with the fleeting moment that is no longer night but not yet day, a time of opposites…

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Empty Houses, New Frontiers: Moving On

I should be used to this routine by now. The uprootedness of sorting, packing, cleaning, and empty houses, that is. As a wandering gypsy, I’m essentially an expert in relocating and starting over. The past week witnessed my farewell to the slopes of Haleakalā and my departure from dear Maui, my arrival on the heavily…

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A Maui Moon

I was just outside singing to the moon. A tattered patchwork quilt of silver clouds is thrown across the night sky, illuminated by a luminous pearl rising through the darkly woven lattice of trees. Strangely, for over a week now, I’ve had Joan Baez in my head, singing “The Moon’s A Harsh Mistress”.  It’s an…

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The Decorator Rat

I almost regret killing him. Who would have guessed that he had such an eye for home decorating? I’m referring to the rat that shared our house for almost a month at the year-end holidays, keeping us awake at night and eluding all manner of traps and poison until I finally caught him in the…

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