Sunday Palms


I am happy to be sharing a moment of sacrament this afternoon with Phebe.  As it was proclaimed in this season with a different pronoun– SHE IS ALIVE!—-  Not that many Sunday’s ago we met at her A-framed home in the woods to experience each other’s writing wonders! The very next day she was told that her heart and really all of her cells were in for a big hospital trip!  Those doctors and nurses did a good job. Whew!  It is thrilling to sit and write with this Goddess Babe sister.

After a writing retreat last fall, I came home and called her immediately. I knew that she was the one and when I called her she answered me with a delightful willingness.  My writing life has been like the tide with it’s comings and goings. I needed the support of the land that is sometimes only available in…

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