• all of us, honored ones

    I’ve been a forsythia kid my whole spring-time life, and this beautful bundle greeted me in Laurelhurst Park Thursday. I also got two job rejections Thursday, and passed on an invitation I’ve been waiting…

  • just a shadow I once knew

    Oh – spinning heart and mind. Yesterday I received a wild offer from out of the deep, deep blue – to which I said, “Yes.” Last night, middle of night, my only company was,…

  • don’t bother the traffic

    In last night’s Koan group, it’s been a shining anchor on this journey, I stayed behind to meditate again when everyone else went off to the discussion groups. Out the window behind me as…

  • benches and brushes

    I came upon this artist in the Rhododendron Garden Monday afternoon. After being ‘the speaker’ at one of those meetings, 7am. After scrambled eggs and a bath and my telephone interview a clear ‘No’…

  • peanut butter mind

    At the end of Friday’s job interview I asked if they wanted me to email references, and was told that wasn’t necessary. Which could mean no longer interested or, my initial thought, no need,…

  • I could use the ju-ju

    I have a job interview this afternoon at 1pm, the position title is ‘Facilitator/Coach’, it’s working with folks involved in the criminal justice system, stepping down from higher to lower levels of, I suppose,…

  • where isn’t it

    I’ve been looking for a larger rug than the two small twins I bought a couple of Saturdays ago. I tracked one down – 10 x 10 – my offer of $40 was accepted…

  • what’s that sound

    I never turned the ignition key in my Camry yesterday. I meant to. I planned to. The plan was to go to the Moreland Theater – old-time, one big screen – for a one…

  • entering

    March 3, when I arrived in Portland and had a four-hour window to wait on my about-to-be-landlady, I drove to The Rhododendron Garden, bought an annual pass, and strolled through places I knew, out…

  • sweeping up after myself

    It was just after 4:30 Friday afternoon I leaned back on a comforter smooshed against the wall, crosswise on the bed, and returned a call I missed from my friend Kate in Missouri. Kate…