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- Henry flew off. I still hope and pray for his return, but this is a dark day with ragged edges. I need to be quiet now. Love to you all...
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- more. I thank you all for being here, and for being such deeply treasured friends and for shoring me up with your loving support since
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- purpose and still will to an extent but this blog will be my daily living, heart and soul, body and mind, loving, learning, giving, and
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- Dragonfly Cottage, once a very active and thriving community, has come to a place of stasis. I feel it winding down. It has served it's
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-only blog now, and I am relieved to have all of my work centered here. This blog is the most alive thing I do. My near 10 year old website,
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- here at the cottage, when I write, garden, do fiber work, talk to a friend, it is all run from the center of my heart. So this will be my
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- for the Buddhist teaching of maitri, of loving-kindness and compassion. It is the thread that runs through my entire life, with my animals
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- the heart, living in love, giving love, receiving love and turning it back around and over again and again. I took the name Maitri legally
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- the new name. The old one, "Magic and Moments at Dragonfly Cottage," was ridiculously long. My whole body of work and daily life are about
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- of a piece. I myself am a mixture to topsy turvy, uneven pieces stitched together as one, and so shall be my blog, Maitri's Heart. I love
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- well as a writer, teacher and artist, and all of these myriad pieces are like a crazy quilt, fitting together at odd angles and yet all -
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- Too, life is all of a piece. We needn't fragment our lives into numerous blogs. I am a woman with a personal life here at the cottage as
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- be working on them anymore. I was simply spread too thing, and the events of late have gone from skating on thin ice to falling through.
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- a decision today to close 2 of my blogs. Actually they are still out there in blogspot-land but I took them off of entrecard and will not
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- this, when on top of every thing else I speak to my mother several times a week and hear in her voice how the cancer is taking her. I made
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- truly believe everything positive I've written since his disappearance -- there is simply no way to avoid the ups and downs at a time like
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- one will return. But Saturday he was gone one week and my numbness is breaking through to a tidal wave of sadness and grief. I still do-
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- my heart. I'm learning that it's far easier to be more up and positive in the early days when, though devastated, you are sure your lost -
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Monday afternoon. It is a slow as molasses day when I am fighting hard not to let depression sink me. I want my Henry back, this is breaking
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-that you cannot just breeze through and grief and loss are a package you can't open up and put away quickly. I am lonely tonight, and sad.
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