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Mud and Muted Miracles

Mud and Muted Miracles

I’ll be honest.
April is not my favorite month.
The snow is either gone
or too crunchy or punchy to play with.
The ground is still frozen
so garden prep can’t really happen.

It’s a time of in between
known here in the northland
as Mud Season.
Some years are more dramatic than others
but we experience mud ponds
(far too expansive to […]

By |2022-04-04T10:52:23-05:00April 4, 2022|Wild Poems|

Get Wild: How Being Outdoors (Even in Winter) Can Improve Your Health and Happiness

I was interviewed for a blog by my friend Bev Bachel, with Retirement Wisdom.  She was hoping to encourage more people to get outside “even in winter.”  So, with the good fortune of being in northern Minnesota right now, where we still have over 2 feet of snow on the ground, I happily offered […]
By |2022-03-09T09:21:21-06:00March 9, 2022|Live Wild|

Work/Life Equity

Work/Life Equity

Equinox is upon us. That time, just twice a year, when daylight and darkness are equal. Ahh, the balance of it all. And it happens only twice a year. Even our planet seems to understand that perfect balance just isn’t intended to happen all the time. So many people, on hearing the phrase work/life […]

By |2022-03-09T09:02:52-06:00March 9, 2022|Work Wild|

What does it mean to pray?

What does it mean to pray?

What does it mean to pray?
Gathered together or on our own?
For some, it’s a direct line to a creator.
For others, it’s more of a universe thing,
tapping into a connection, say, with the natural world and ‘sending’ it.
For still others, it’s about focused energy and light—
beaming it outward.

For some, prayer is […]

By |2022-03-09T08:05:01-06:00March 9, 2022|Wild Poems|

From zooming sled dogs to Zoom meetings, how do we keep and hold people’s attention?

From zooming sled dogs to Zoom meetings, how do we keep and hold people’s attention?

As I write this, I am deep into planning the Healing the Healers Dogsled Days — the day trips my mushing partner and I have envisioned and discussed and imagined and created over many, many months. We’ve designed the day anticipating […]

By |2022-02-22T07:30:16-06:00February 22, 2022|Work Wild|

A Winter Walk

A Winter Walk

Ah, Winter, you often maligned
sometimes scowled at beauty of a season.

I get it. If people are only shoveling
or driving upon slippery roads,
some of your shine can wear off pretty quickly.

Dear reader,
if you are someone lacking either the gear or the gumption
to go outside in subzero temps,
allow me to elaborate just a little…

For starters, there […]

By |2022-01-31T06:34:55-06:00January 31, 2022|Wild Poems|

Solstice is a powerful teacher

Solstice is a powerful teacher:
the trickster who invites you to go out sledding on a moon-less night.
Daring you to take a risk, to lean in,
to stay with what is uncertain and unseen.

She whispers in your ear as the sled starts to move,
“Your vision limits you here.
Your desperation to see keeps you from seeing.
In this place, […]

By |2021-12-15T10:27:43-06:00December 15, 2021|Live Wild|

The Cure for exhaustion

The cure for exhaustion

As we enter this time of winter solstice—the shortest days and longest nights—it feels like a time ripe for reflection. It’s been a challenging year world-wide as we continue to wrangle with a pandemic that has left no one and nothing untouched. And I have yet to meet anyone who isn’t exhausted. […]

By |2021-12-15T10:23:55-06:00December 15, 2021|Work Wild|

Seeing Solstice

There is a pause now
this quiet Solstice time
before light slowly lengthens.

The temptation?
To count the days.
To hold our breath
until daylight stretches into evening
and early morning forces back the darkness.

What a relief it will be
these light-starved eyes
to see again
no longer fumbling in darkness.

Still,
somewhere deep inside
past resistance and reason
you know this darkness, too, is your home.

A place you […]

By |2023-10-25T17:56:29-05:00December 15, 2021|Wild Poems|
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