
Welcome to the tallgrass prairie. If you've ever wondered where "the deer and the antelope roam," this is it - short on antelope, long on deer. Shot from the desk where I write, the view is west over the farm. Traveling through tall grass means watching where your feet land. Look down on this page, too, and see where you've landed.
Wind across tallgrass probably defines me more than any of the tags for what I am or do. Probably too many tags, but from an early age, like the wind I've been a wanderer. I grew up on the Kansas prairie, grew up in the silences of wind and sky, and in the conflicts and love of a large family. Most of my writing arises from that foundation although wanderer and farm may be one of those odd oxymorons. Along with family, the land has been a primary teacher wherever I've lived - throughout the United States from New York to California and points in between, in Hawaii, Europe, Mexico, and the Caribbean. Now I live in Kansas City with my husband Cliff Kroski in a happy green house I call our popsicle house.
A recently completed a spiritual memoir, Standing at the Crossroad, tells the story of how I put down fear and picked up love, and why I teach those same skills. If you’d like to read a sample, click on Writings and scroll down the page to the pdf file. My essays and poetry have been published in a variety of publications. You can read some of those, too, on the Writings page. And by clicking on Journeys you'll be able to travel with me - outside to look at a daffodil covered in ice or across the ocean to look at Paris. But wait! There's more!! If you're interested in blogs, you can visit mine at Spiritual Crossroads.
Thanks for visiting. Please feel free to email me with any comments.