This Morning

So fellow travelers, when I woke up this morning , as on most mornings, the first thing I saw was a photo of our two daughters.    However, unlike any other morning, this morning when I saw their beautiful faces I realized I was thankful they actually do not look more Asian. And that breaks …

Deborah H Rahalski

Sally’s Story

So fellow travelers, today I’m taking a break from my own“ memoirs of a pandemic year” to honor a very special team of women and one very lucky dog. This is Sally.  On March 8th, sweet Sally  succumbed to congestive heart failure. This is her story, shared with permission of all the amazing earth angels …

Deborah H Rahalski

Dreaming of Snow Geese

While we’ve flipped the calendar page from February to March, the ever fickle weather gods of CNY have decided to flip backwards from February to January making the first week of March monotonous, blustery and grey. Even our dog agrees it’s unpleasant for walking. Worse still, I imagine any spring migrants are feeling pretty discouraged …

Deborah H Rahalski

Gentle Blossom

So fellow travelers, yesterday brought a gathering of cousins and another farewell. My husband’s aunt passed from this life peacefully, a week ago today. Aunt Mary was the oldest and, at 102, also the last surviving of her seven siblings. She always insisted she would live to be 100 and like anything she set her mind …

Deborah H Rahalski

Deborah H Rahalski

In Search of Magic

So fellow travelers, rising well before dawn to greet the Solstice, a glance out the window in my meditation space revealed this gift a moment which provided the last key to finding what seemed lost. Tis now a seasonmade strange and unfamiliarby required distancingin full contradiction withthe inherent nature of the daywhen gathering together to …

Deborah H Rahalski

The Decision

So fellow travelers, it is Thanksgiving Day here in the US, a holiday I enjoy even more than Christmas , and I have always loved Christmas! . Even the few times when I was alone or grieving a great loss , Christmas Day always becomes* magical to me. Still to me Thanksgiving is a celebration …

Deborah H Rahalski

Guest Post: Poem: Number 225,017

Every day the numbers are posted. And every one of those numbers has a story, a face, a soul , and regardless of years, a life sacrificed too soon. Here is one from Tom Atkins. https://quarryhouse.blog/2020/10/25/poem-number-225017/#like-34618

Deborah H Rahalski

A Line in the Sand

So fellow travelers, RaVan2.o’s maiden voyage was a glorious success and musings on our explorations at Acadia National Park will follow soon. That’s a promise made as much to myself as to you all, a binding intention to hold a focus of forward momentum, because right now I want nothing more than to hunker down …

Deborah H Rahalski

The Silver Lining

So fellow travelers, as I referenced in the last post, September became  an emotionally intense time. Zen dog meditation buddy Honestly, as odd as it may sound, I think the demise of my little Blue Rav4 “camper” brought to the surface all the grief embedded in these months of quarantine. This was not just about …

Deborah H Rahalski