Nature Deficit Disorder

Yes, I am familiar with the malady in the West called cabin fever.  And I admit that I have shared a bed with melancholy, despair, sadness, grief and even the twins, doom and gloom.  I have even read about seasonal depression and our need for a certain amount of sunlight to keep our human bodies functioning well.  But I had never heard of Natur(..)

The Dancer Inside

I remember standing in my bedroom as a sixteen-year-old in a wobbly one-legged pose with my arms stretched overhead while I alternately studied a pocket-sized yoga book and stared at a candle flame.  I remember barely passing the modern dance section of my PE class in high school.  And I remember taking beginning ballet three times in a row during my coll(..)

At The Treasure Show

(For specific information about the Texas Treasure Show 2010, please see my guest blogs at www.wcjameson.com)

Treasures are often viewed as tangible objects like coins, ingots, artifacts, gemstones and jewelry.  Words like booty and loot are associated with words like cache, cave, secret, hidden, lost, forgotten, sunken.  Those in search(..)

February 8, 2010

The last winter days slip past.  The rains come and stay, disappear for hours, then return.  We have not seen much sun but the earth is soaking up the abundance of moisture and I hear from all the local people that we will have bluebonnets like carpets of color across the landscape.  Molds, mildews, and other creatures of the damp climes rise to be en(..)

The Abiding Presence

For several years I have been recording spiritual guidance that comes to me in the early hours of the morning before dawn.  This process has been unfolding in fits and starts, often coming through with great clarity and at other times appearing rough and disjointed, but I have found peace and balance during those times of connection and communication. (..)

The Great Holiday Adventure (Part Six)

A large part of me wished I were up on the rock-strewn ridge top communing with the moon and stars on a cold desert night.  Perhaps I might have heard the scream of the mountain lion reported to be in the area.  The rest of me was quite content to sleep within a warm embrace, alternately dreaming of by-gone days and waking to wonder w(..)

The Great Holiday Adventure (Part Five)

Waking early on a cold, gray morning isn't necessarily the most exciting thing in the world unless you have the pleasure of serving your husband a cup of coffee in bed and then sitting surrounded by soft pillows and warm blankets and talking about the day to come.  While I packed our belongings, stripped the bed and spruced up the motel r(..)