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Winter. Snow. Hibernation. Introspection. Yes, all of those things. Permission and voice. I have waited a lifetime to find my voice and permit myself, not only to use that voice, but to really inhabit my own knowing. Why has it taken over half a century to arrive? There are many reasons I think; family of origin, organized religion, school, society etc., etc. I do not want to be a passive participant in life. That is why I am so passionate about sharing the marvelous and litt

“I had two tools to fight injustice — words and images, my typewriter, and my camera.” Ruth Gruber was born in Brooklyn, New York, on September 30, 1911, and was the fourth of five children, born to Russian Jewish immigrant parents. Ruth enrolled at New York University when she was fifteen, and when she was eighteen, won a postgraduate fellowship at the University of Wisconsin, Madison, where she earned her MA in German and English literature. When she was 20, she won another

It is a beautiful, snowy morning here in SW Colorado. I am savoring the scene outside my windows. Snow is falling, snow on snow, birds feeding, and the world seems at peace. I am sipping coffee and feeling that peace. I have let go of the “shoulds,” and the turmoil of the world outside this space and am completely in the moment and loving it. Winder is a time of hibernation. We don’t always flow with that natural rhythm. I need to. That letting go is good for my mental and ph

Happy New Year! Yes, I took last Sunday off. This time of year is one of great introspection for me, becoming more and more like the she-bear, hunkering down for a slow and quiet winter, loving being insulated by the snow and watching the wild birds feed. It is a magical time of year. Resolutions are not something I make anymore, but taking stock of the past year, looking at what worked and what didn’t, what I want to call into my life more, and what I want to let go of, happ