Go Gentle
Go gentle with your heart
as the tea leaf, which does not release
its treasure to demanding hands.
May I Never Forget to Live
May I live with passion
that knows its transience.
May I live with integrity
that knows its weakness.
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A Tea Blending Life – Behind the Scenes
I think some tea purists would shudder at my love of tea blending. And I understand. I understand that there are some teas that need to be enjoyed on their own, without additions. I love the simple elegance of a quality jade green tea sipped from beautiful china. I also love the humble kitchen-garden herbs
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The Power of Story and the Healing of Creative Work
To keep track of these lives we live is not just a means of enriching our understanding… but a truly sacred work…Our secrets are human secrets, and our trusting each other enough to share them with each other has much to do with the secret of what it is to be human. – Frederich Buechner
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Here
The only constant
in this endless choreography
is here and now,
and so it is here
that I will dance.
Strawberries on Straw
Written in honor of Earth Day, this is a poem about passing time, old ways lost, a place that I miss, and a man I deeply respect – the man who walked that narrow footpath by crooked old trees. This is a poem about care for our earth.
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The Supper of the Lamb – A Culinary Reflection [book review]
“We are not simply the users of creation; we are, all of us, called to be its offerers.” – Robert Capon This is the essence of Robert Farrar Capon’s book, The Supper of the Lamb. Part cooking, part philosophy, part theology, it is a book like none other. It is a serendipitous fusion of poetry,
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Coffee
I don’t know that this memory
is imprinting
deep into my skin, like the oilcloth
under my sun-burned arms,
and I don’t know there’s a
black and white film recording,
wrapping around the reel of my heart,
dated July of ’95…
Blueberry Summers [book review]
I first read an excerpt from Blueberry Summers nearly twenty years ago in an edition of Victoria Magazine. In this beautiful, old edition – yes I still have it – I read an excerpt from Curtiss Anderson’s book, Blueberry Summers, Growing Up at the Lake. It was on my to-read list ever since. A few summers
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