Forever in Bluejeans
There will be difficulty for anyone wishing to leave Ecuador as of today, and of course there are many countries that will be difficult to return to, even if it is your home. But here, I understand, from a guest Read more
There will be difficulty for anyone wishing to leave Ecuador as of today, and of course there are many countries that will be difficult to return to, even if it is your home. But here, I understand, from a guest Read more
It came to me while riding on the bus the other day – this simple thought about what it is to be human. Negro is black in spanish, different pronunciation, but the spelling is the same. There was a black Read more
I have begun to wonder if Scott was really alive this morning or if it was his spirit I saw. Yes I know that makes me sound pretty crazy! Maria and I walked to the river this afternoon and while Read more
I do have to set the record straight, and have to admit I am a little embarrassed, but then Scott has always been good at that. Yes, Scott is alive and he has been Resting in peace, but not in Read more
After finding Scott yesterday afternoon, he once again disappeared on me when I went to check on him the next time. I took my time, slowly checking the base of every tree in the yard because of how easily he Read more
March 3, 2020 Walking to the bus this morning was a typical excursion with Scrappy and Scott tearing off to chase a truck as we rounded the first corner up the hill. Not long after that I heard the yipe Read more
When I discovered this style of music, I was fascinated. I really love the drums, and once had the opportunity to enjoy a healing session with a woman from New Zealand who used a very big skin drum to send Read more
What would it be like to walk during an earthquake? There are many who can answer that, and my imagination tells me what I think it would feel like after experiencing an earthquake last year around this time. I did Read more
Patrick was an expert at deflecting, re-routing and ignoring. A very smart man, he was able to control pretty much any situation with his words and quick thinking. I could not compete with him. I do not want to compete Read more
The other day while riding the bus, I had the great understanding that yes sorrow is a gift. It was a bit strange really to have this idea suddenly pop into my mind, but as I gave it some room Read more