Oh Happy Day

September 21, 2012 · 0 comments

Today is our son Jack’s birthday.
22 years ago, he came into the world when I was still missing my father, two years after his death. “You’re the boy who made me happy,” I often tell Jack.
So after a period of mourning for my father-in-law I am thrilled to be happy today, on Jack’s Happy Birthday.

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Epitaph

August 31, 2012 · 1 comment

My father-in-law died last Saturday at the age of 91. Thank you to the hundreds of people who came forward this week to extend their sympathies and share their love and memories with me and my family. At the end of a long week, this Merrit Malloy poem, which I first shared with readers of The Faith Club, brings me comfort:

EPITAPH by Merrit Malloy

When I die
Give what’s left of me away
To children
And old men that wait to die.

And if you need to cry,
Cry for your brother
Walking the street beside you.
And when you need me,
Put your arms
Around anyone
And give them
What you need to give to me.

I want to leave you something,
Something better
Than words
Or sounds.

Look for me
In the people I’ve known
Or loved,
And if you cannot give me away,
At least let me live on your eyes
And not on your mind.

You can love me most
By letting
Hands touch hands,
By letting
Bodies touch bodies,
And by letting go
Of children
That need to be free.

Love doesn’t die,
People do.
So, when all that’s left of me
Is love,

Give me away.

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Drinking Diaries

August 20, 2012 · 0 comments

I’m honored to have an essay, “My Flask” published in this anthology:

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Field of Dreams

August 8, 2012 · 0 comments

The fields of Tuscany are magical.

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Swan Family

July 29, 2012 · 0 comments

Even the swans in Italy are sexy (and they like Italian bread crumbs):

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Lake Como

July 28, 2012 · 0 comments

My husband and I visited friends at a house they rented on Lake Como, Italy. This was their back yard:

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Enchanted Forest

July 15, 2012 · 0 comments

One of my favorite walks, a meditation in itself, leads me through a grove of magnificent scrub oaks:

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Turkey Sangha

July 11, 2012 · 0 comments

Many people gather in meditation groups called sanghas. This family of turkeys meets all over our cousins’ home on Martha’s Vineyard.

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My husband loves to go clamming, shuck clams, and make the very best spaghetti with clam sauce, from my father’s recipe.

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Dune Path

July 10, 2012 · 0 comments

“You cannot follow the path until you become the path.” – Buddha

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