Little Timmy always wanted befriend and help the animals in the neighborhood which were going about their animal business. Rabbits, mice, snakes, frogs, sparrows and blue jays. It seemed to me they should all recognize my good intentions, (and perhaps ignore the many tadpole which died under my well intentioned stewardship.   I wanted to … Continue reading Wanting to Help

I’m writing in the kitchen this morning. Soph just woke up, and noticed the dishes in the sink from last night. “Will you do the dishes?” she asks. The answer is yes. I said I would wash them last night. Last night I was tired.   It does make me wonder, what are the dishes … Continue reading The Kitchen Sink

I was speaking with a friend the other day about the fog of uncertainty I encounter in my creative process. Her response was, “I love that, fog is so romantic and mysterious!”  It was a surprise. In my imagination the fog was a dark wood in which toothy creatures lurked, waiting. But my fog doesn’t … Continue reading Romantic and Mysterious

Asking is vulnerable; what makes it vulnerable? It’s the ways I predict the person I ask may reject me.   What are those predictions?  What do they say about how I think of the other person? Are they kind, capricious? Benevolent, banal? What do my predictions say about my relationship with that person? Is it an eye to … Continue reading My Predictions When I Ask . . .

Bringing others together is the best thing you can do for your craft.   If you’re a songwriter, organize a song circle. If you’re a writer, organize a salon. Do the same if you’re a poet, a potter, or a painter. Create a space where you can share your craft with others who do The Work.  … Continue reading Create Your Tribe