Deconstruction

Deconstruction It is the vibration that wakes us.  A shudder that jostles the bed just enough to register in our synapses that something is unusual. We exchange a look, our eyes crusted with sleep and too much binge TV. “Probably a tremor,” you mutter and roll away from me. “Yeah,” I mumble.  However, I’m not Read More …

Adventures in Foodscaping

It is very satisfying to see results early in the season.  I owe a debt of gratitude (and a share of what comes up) to my pal, G, who helped me get my kitchen garden planted after a long winter/early spring of first low energy and fatigue, then four weeks of vertigo.  My vision for our Read More …

Do No Harm

Do No Harm.” My mantra for the next month.  The ripple potential stretches wide.  Do no harm to: My body My thoughts (which have a direct link to the body) My relationships with Kiddo and Hubby My friends and family Total strangers The environment The Universe Now the “How” question. Response: Start with “What is Read More …

Shifting Purpose

I am coming out of a low period. Finally. Thank, God. Adrenal fatigue. A lingering bout of Benign Paroxysmal Positional Vertigo (or BPPV). I don’t recommend either condition, frankly. Turns out I can only stress this body so hard (physically or mentally). Before it just. Sinks. To the ground. Lesson learned.  Again. But, this post is not Read More …

Dark Side of the Moon

Is this just the dark phase of the moon, the part of the cycle when all light wanes and is gone, a new moon basking in the glory of the sun without tolerating our dusky shadow?  Or is it the darkness before the waxing, the building up again of the light? And how dark will Read More …

Week in Pictures

With all of the negativity, fear and anger out there in the media, I have made a commitment to not get sucked in, to not to be a part of the problem.  Hollering out one’s convictions without being open to hearing all sides never changed anyone’s convictions. Ever. I choose to dwell on what is rarely Read More …

Return to Pre-Relationship Pants

  In my 20’s and 30’s I was a runner, even a one-time Olympic-distance triathlete.  I was a good runner, hitting a 6:30-minute mile.  And at that age, I took that level of fitness for granted. Blah. Blah. Blah. Yawn…. I ran my first half marathon in 10 years.  I won my age group category. Read More …

Expansion

Chords change in exquisite dissonance, then resolve. Rhythms seize breath like a gut punch. Tone, pure resonance, besets the senses Like sex after aimless denial. One forgets… To weep in presence, To die in joy, To scatter in untapped emotion, To question mystery And the ecstasy and agony of the edge.   Copyright © 2016, Ilana Read More …

Garden Carnage Update

We have a sewer line again! The plumber repaired the broken section yesterday, and snaked out the whole line, which was also 3/4 full of grease. Needless to say, I’ll be shoving some BioClean down the drains to eat that gunk up. The general recommendation is to use the stuff, because your pipes will collect grease Read More …

Garden Carnage

Oy. Oy. Oy. The joys of older home ownership. Like snaking clumps of clay from the sewer line. Like calling a plumber and he says, “that’s not good.” Like said plumber confirming that the sewer line has to be dug out…through the landscaping that you designed, excavated, and toiled months to put in. Like… You Read More …