Wednesday, July 20, 2011

The Other World

Writing helps me feel connected to the world. Grounds me. Helps me feel that I'm doing a good job living this life.
If there's a season for everything, then it's been a season of more endings than I'm used to. Some expected. One very much not. 
To Peter, Dodie, Shera who was supposed to visit next week, my sister's friend Freya... and, yes, our dog Magic, I offer Walt Whitman...  Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes. 
I offer that to the rest of us, too. Let us be good stewards of our universes, including the ones we create in our writing.
...I'm picturing Peter on a porch with a cigar, Dodie curled up with a book of Emerson, Freya is away checking her kids... and Shera reads on the dock with Magic at her side... 


  1. "Let us be good stewards of our universes, including the ones we create in our writing."

    Awesome words.

  2. steward? I'd prefer being a pilot of my universe or a kindhearted dictator :)))

  3. Here's to accepting what comes our way and stewards to creating our way as we go. Endings can be very hard. The written ones and the others. Always glad when you check in!

  4. I'm so sorry for all this loss. I'm so glad that you can picture these souls at peace. And yes, let us be good stewards.

  5. Wow, beautiful words. Sending hugs and prayers your way.

  6. Nice post! What an excellent thought!

    I gave you a shout-out on my blog. :)

  7. You have a fabulous blog! I want to award you the Brilliant Writer Blog Award for all the hard work you do!

    Go to and pick up your award.

  8. So many young faces - I am sorry for the losses.

    I know that Magic is thankful for sharing part of your journey.

  9. Beautiful post - thank you! Imagining my soul standing cool and composed before the universe ..... scary, but I love it.