Today is Ash Wednesday, the day that marks the opening day of Lent, a period of atonement and abstention in the Christian, particularly Catholic, tradition. Although I no longer attend Catholic masses or actively practice many of the traditions, Lent still seems to me to be a powerful time to practice mindfulness, to notice what excesses [...]
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Barbara Samuel O'Neal is the author of more than thirty award-winning novels, including THE LOST RECIPE FOR HAPPINESS and A native of Colorado, Barbara loves teaching, travel, reading, writing, yoga, walking, food, cooking, photography and...okay, reality television. |
My old dog and her favorite thing…a fresh [...] As you may have guessed, I’ve gone slightly underground to finish the book-in-progress, 100 Breakfasts, which is due in six short weeks. Last weekend, I spent three days in Pasadena, mostly holed up with the manuscript, combing and combing, unbraiding and reweaving. In the spirit of my friend Anne Stuart, who often keeps track of [...] This became very long. Sometimes, a musing requires more time. I hope you’ll enjoy walking with me through the outback. Since my return from Oz, the memory images that rise most insistently are about the days at Ylarra. When I finally emptied my suitcase, the bottom was covered with a fine layer of red dust, and [...] Miles today: 16 Miles this week: 34 Ipod on shuffle, and heard things I didn’t even know were on there. Feet are sore tonight for no reason I can name, except maybe just being on them a lot. I ran out of water for the first time ever. And I saw a lilac bush leafing out! The pitch: [...] A little late getting my log up this week. Really busy day yesterday. Finally managed to get two, back-to-back long walks in, one Saturday at 12 miles, one Sunday at around 6, a good hard climbing hike with my friend Renate. We haven’t been able to hike much this winter and it was fantastic. The Saturday walk allowed [...] Santa Fe Tail in Colorado Springs. Cell phone photo. I finally got out for a long training walk yesterday. 12 (or so) miles on the Santa Fe Trail, which runs in a ribbon between the railroad tracks and a fast-running creek. Ravens and blue jays were having skirmishes over best nesting locations. [...] |
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