Monthly Archives: October 2025

Something Good

1. Poetry: Saying Yes on The Weekly Pause by James Crews, Nostalgic for Five Minutes Ago and Going Lightly and Bird Trapped in the Amsterdam Airport by Julie Barton, On place and being in place from Pádraig Ó Tuama on Poetry Unbound, poem in which a stinging thing appears by Maya Stein, Last Picnic by Charles Simic and shared by Patti Digh, The Poem I’d Give You by Daniel Skach-Mills on Heart Poems, and With the Stones of Our Stories and The Change by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer.

2. Writing in the clouds from Andrea Scher. When Andrea shares the message of a SoulCollage card she made for her mom who died early this year — “Now I can love you in the way I always wanted to love you” — it makes me think of how I “told” my dad after he passed, “Now is your chance to be the dad I needed you to be.” A strange aspect of loss is that you still have a relationship with the person who is gone, and sometimes you have the chance to heal parts of your relationship you couldn’t when they were still alive in a body.

3. When the Shadow Speaks, “lessons in resistance, strength, and creativity – letter 3 {Falling Gently}” from Alix Klingenberg on Earth and Verse.

4. On The Beautiful Mess by John Pavlovitz: Congratulations, Trump Supporters, You’ve Owned the Libs and Now That Fascism is Here.

5. How to Contemplate Death on Lion’s Roar. “Lisa Ernst on how to be mindful of death—and live with more wisdom, freedom, and gratitude.”

6. 37 Simple Pleasures That Deliver Joy Without Draining Your Bank Account by Tammy Strobel on Be More With Less.

7. Give yourself a break. “On the necessity of recharging the spirit in order to keep fighting” by Jennifer Sahn on High Country News.

8. 12 New(ish) Reading Recommendations. “Orion approved books to kick off your fall reading plans,” recommendations from Orion Staff.

9. Good stuff from Patti Digh: No circus stays in town forever, and some comets never come back, and The power of a shape, and The 7 Types of Rest.

10. Vernacular Architecture and Mossy Trees Fill Michael Davydov’s Tiny Worlds. “In the miniature world of Michael Davydov, tiny houses, moons, trees, and barns balance precariously in clusters and stacks. Observing the architecture and flora around his home in the Nizhny Novgorod region of Russia, he taught himself how to draw and eventually began assembling small sculptures.”

11. What was going on when I was born? “Enter your birthdate to find out.”

12. Swiping less, living more. How to take control of your digital life. “In an always-on world, our phones have become lifelines – but at what cost? In Smartphone Nation, digital ‘nutritionist’ Kaitlyn Regehr explores our tangled relationship with screens and makes a case for reclaiming control through honesty, intention and digital literacy.”

13. The Guardian Documentaries“Real people, untold stories” from The Guardian.

14. The Imperfectionist: Five short thoughts, “in the return of an occasional series, here are five ideas that helped things click for me in recent weeks. I hope some of them might do the same for you.”

15. Truth Hurts: Scrolling at Night Is Cooking My Brain. “In this, his first column, John DeVore confronts an ugly truth about bedtime.” P.S. “‘Truth Hurts’ is a monthly column about accepting who you are, where you are, and how you’re doing. It’s written by John DeVore, a writer who doesn’t always feel comfortable in his own skin.”

16. A Thought on Normalcy in Fascism. “Fascism does not break normal life, it feeds on it” by Frederick Joseph. “History has already shown us how this story unfolds. Fascism is not built only in the camps and cells. It is built in the shrug, the silence, the insistence that life can go on as if nothing has changed.”

17. A Glossary for the Unspoken by Isabel Abbott. “So much gets lost in translation between the lived knowing and the words to say it. is not the absence of vocabulary exactly, but the way language keeps running out just when life is most alive. We have words for weather, but not for the way dusk bruises the sky and makes the body ache like a memory. We have words for grief, but not for the hollow shape it carves in the air where someone used to breathe. We stumble through love with metaphors and approximations, while whole galaxies of feeling go unnamed, shimmering just beyond the reach of our tongues. I keep thinking there should be more, an alphabet wide enough to hold the weight and the wonder of what it means to be here.”

18. Why I’m Leaving Academia after a Decade of Contingent Labor. “Roughly 70 percent of faculty are contingent. This exploitative hustle is driving dedicated teachers out of academia.”

19. The Coloradans Exercising Their Right To Die—and a Doctor Who Helps Them Find Peace. “More terminally ill Coloradans than ever are turning to Denver Health’s Medical Aid in Dying clinic. We spent the summer witnessing the quiet decisions and final moments of those who chose when—and how—to say goodbye.”

20. Sharing Your Life With a Dog: 5 Benefits.

21. Omar Mendoza’s Natural Pigment Paintings Radiate the Power of Ancestral Knowledge.

22. Bryan Sansivero Documents Otherworldly, Forgotten Houses in ‘America the Abandoned.’

23. And finally, this small random collection of things I saved to my phone this week.

Gratitude

1. Morning walks. This week, I saw a heron standing in the river fishing for breakfast. They usually startle pretty easily and when Ringo sees one he barks and scares them away, but this time we were at a bend in the river where the trail is up a slope and the grass is tall enough to block Ringo’s view and for some reason the heron was okay with me watching it, so I took a million pictures. We also saw a bunch of deer — this year’s babies have lost their spots. Everything is turning to gold and it’s just so gorgeous.

2. Practice. I canceled my yoga class this week because I was having too many big feelings, so I missed out on that community practice. I did get to write with my Friday morning sangha and it was its usual magic. I meditated extra this week because I really needed it.

3. Mom. She’s still there, still getting good care and company, still forgetting most things except for us. My brother was visiting the other day and said she couldn’t remember Lia’s name, was asking where the front door was, wanting to be rolled out, and was holding a small framed picture of Dad that sits on her table and when he asked her who the picture was, she said, “Papa.” It would have been their 61st wedding anniversary yesterday. It feels like an awful thing to want, but I sometimes wish Dad would come get her, if that’s how it will happen, if they’ll get to be together again somewhere. It’s just so hard to watch her body and mind fail her and for her to not be able to understand what’s happening, to be so confused about where she is and why she can’t go back to her life the way it used to be.

4. Being able to start over, begin again. It’s one way I’m able to not be so hard on myself — none of it matters, the ways I mess up, the ways I fail, the ways I disappoint and abandon myself, because as long as I’m still breathing, I can always try again.

5. My tiny family, small house, little life. With Eric being so busy this semester, gone more often or preoccupied, I’m especially grateful for the weekend moments when he’s here. When my dad was dying, he asked me once, “Do you like spending so much time with Eric?” and I said “Yeah, he’s my favorite person” and Dad nodded, “I thought so.” Give me Eric, a dog or two, a good book, some down blankets and pillows, and a good place to cuddle, and I am so happy.

Bonus joy: green grapes, strawberries, Gotham Greens Caesar Salad kit, stickers, Penzey’s Spices, Sunday morning Pilates, good TV, movies, listening to podcasts and music, getting to see Chloe’, rabbitbrush, new books, a warm shower, clean sheets, a couch that is comfortable enough to sleep on, groceries, finishing the laundry, gummies, online scheduling, being able to access my medical test results online rather than waiting for my doctor’s office to call, blog comments, sharing reels with Shellie and Carrie and Kari (one of the only reasons I’m still on social media), good news, turning the calendar to a new month, pay day, other people’s pets and kids and gardens, soup, toast, texting with my brother, naps, libraries and librarians, poets and poetry, comedy, documentaries, true crime, time lapse videos of other people making art or flowers blooming, reading in bed at night while Eric and Ringo sleep.