When I Can’t Pray. What God Does With Muted Souls.

The dance with God is a dance with the invisible. It’s like I’m up in my room, house empty but … More

Cancer – A Lonely Hike

Cancer A hike alone With watchers on too far away – I guess I want them them all that way. … More

Ya, I’m one of those who says Grace. In private. In public. In the cafeteria. In a fancy restaurant. And … More

I hate words like surrender. I hate actions like surrender. I hate to surrender. And what I hate I’m attempting. … More

I’ve so missed writing. Day after day I’ve tried. No luck. Today I’m writing anyway. Although I can’t think of … More

The Post Surgery Gift Written two years ago, wobbly and foggy headed. Written from hospital bed high above the Seattle skyline. … More

Written for all who have had multiple traumas and try hard to be “fine”. Everyone thinks I’m fine I … More

This was written when I was still quite sick a number of months ago. I was too low at the … More

I had a doctor once, slight of stature, brown kind eyes, practical wash and wear hair, nothing fancy about her, … More

Breast Cancer killed you. It took and done way with you, my friend. Tore your life away. Now you’re gone. … More