Almost one year ago , to the day, I was 32 weeks pregnant, helping my husband home from surgery. His cut 6"4' frame balanced on my ...

Breathe in through the nose. Out through the mouth. Stop thinking about breathing and just breathe. Monkey mind, Angie, monkey mind. I ju...

My only goal this year is to make peace with my body. Not write a novel, or even a blog post. Not to paint a picture every day. Not to run a...

Thomas Harry is ten months old. Well, two days ago. He enjoys being naked, pulling his sister's hair and playing the maracas. Both liter...

When I studied kung-fu, my teacher used to always say there was nothing more dangerous than a student of three months. He had just enough tr...

“Do not think you will necessarily be aware of your own enlightenment.” Dogen(Japanese Buddhist monk and philosopher 1200-1253) I am ove...

This post is almost solely about parenting my living children. I'll give you some room to leave. While you are waiting, I will ...

I used to think that I would heal from my daughter's death, but I am a leper. I will never really heal. I am always in some kind of dul...

I think I am psychologically banishing the last post. It makes me uncomfortable on many levels, but not least of which is that engaging in t...

It's easy for me to write rather than feel. I realize that I have been taking stock of the last year and what ha 2010: WHAT A YEAR! ...