When You Find Peace Of Mind

There’s a place that I know, where the sycamores grow And daffodils have their fun Where the cares of the day seem to slowly fade away In the glow of the evening sun Peace, when the day is done If I go there real late; let my mind meditate  On everything to be done If…

Perpetual Motion

Standing on this island, I feel the perpetual motion of things—the tides, birds, seals, fish, shoreline, even myself.  It seems to me that the task of the unfinished woman is to acknowledge her life as a work in progress, allowing each passage, evolution, experience to offer wisdom for the soul. A Year By The Sea…