Seasons fighting for space.. The transition of seasons has begun. As always it comes upon us so fast that I am surprised at its approach. The cool mornings nipping at the edges of the windows. The sleepy people pulling their bedding up to cover their noses. In this space time slows down, comes a slow … More A Seasonal Meditation
These hills have a way of reminding a person that they are more than just flesh and blood, but that they are connected to an incredibly complex and swirling web of life. Appalachia has a way of calling one home.
Currently I find myself on the rooftop terrace of a newly renovated hotel in downtown San Juan, Puerto Rico. A strong breeze is blowing onto the island. No doubt the result of the recent storms in the south east. I’ve just heard of the recent missile strike on Syria by the US, and my heart … More An Anchor: A Story of Medicine Bags
On Thursday before last I awoke to a text message that my aunt had passed. We had been expecting this. She had been battling lung and brain cancer for three years and upon reading the text my heart sank. My aunt was as southern as one can be; at least a modern southern woman. We … More An Appalachian Grieving [migrated]