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i am my mother’s daughter

Of all the meanings of Mothers Day, the one we most like to celebrate – if we can – is the love we have for our mothers and the joys we get by being mothers.  Yet it is not all joy.  If it were, it would mean less, because the contrast between joy and pain […]

learning to walk

Here are a few things: Pain, especially chronic pain, has a lot to teach us.  It is an opportunity for us to gain some deeper insights into why we have the health concerns we do, examine how our beliefs, habits and lifestyle choices affect us.  This can lead to a level of discovery and healing […]

on acupuncture and addiction

There’s a bit of a back-story to this post.  In an effort to make acupuncture available to folks in recovery from addiction, I’ve been talking to people on our local Opioid Task Force, to people at the jail to see about providing treatment to men who are addicted when they’re arrested, and I’ve been trying […]

you’re not sick – you’re starving

Bet that got your attention.  It sure did get mine, when I saw it as the title of an online article. How can that be, you ask?  We live in one of the richest nations on the planet, we throw away (to our shame) great quantities of uneaten food.  Most of us (and by no […]

child within

A while ago (much longer ago than I care to think), I went to court to support a woman who had killed her abusive partner.  While I waited for her hearing, I watched a line of prisoners appear before the judge to find out if they would await their trials free or in jail.  Suddenly […]

what’s the point?

My mom was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s almost 2 years ago, and since then, she and her (amazing) husband, Mike, have moved back to California to live with my (amazing) brother, Dave.  That move to California when so much is confusing to her was just so like her – to grab an adventure when she can.   […]

and so the light returns

I grew up in a Christian home, in a time when being Christian was implied, and had a much milder, less militant meaning.  I don’t actually know what my parents believed about God, I don’t remember it being a part of any conversations, although they must have answered my questions.  I always had questions. We […]

how am i supposed to understand this?

Today is the three year anniversary of Sandy Hook, an event that has become as evocative as Wounded Knee, as Ruwanda, as 9/11, as every other event where innocents are slaughtered for reasons I cannot comprehend. Today I watched a video of a choir singing Leonard Cohen’s ‘Hallelujah’ that closed with the voice of the […]

warrior – you need me

I’ve been struggling to resolve an increasing polarization within myself. It’s a reflection of the world around me, which isn’t a surprise. On one end is the desire to take up a weapon to protect myself and loved ones, and to punish those who want to kill that which is precious.  This end sees the […]

the seeds of war

I was a teenager during the Vietnam war, and like many of my generation, I was passionately opposed to it, indeed to killing of any kind.  I felt so strongly about it that, for some months anyway, I allowed myself to get sucked into arguing with my very Republican father about it every night after […]