Grape hyacinths are stuck in my head like an earworm.

Trying to greet the world with a tender, gentle curiosity rather than the anxious tug to understand.

And while I think we owe it to the world to stay aware of what's happening, we don't owe our doom scrolling or our constant news page...

I’ve been watching Downton Abbey. And that’s a big deal.

There is a whole lot of sad, but this sad gives me hope.

What lives a step back from need, and how to we ask for what might help?

What did I stand to lose, I asked, if I pried nostalgia’s now-bony fingers from my shoulders?

When I first tried on the label, "witch," it did not fit.

Judaism, witchcraft, tradition, and integration.

Efficiency, saturn return, and recalibration.

When you feel most stagnant is when the most is happening.