Stephanie Sugars

This Threshold Choir song keeps playing in my memory:

I am a song,

sung by the voice of God,

riding the wings of spirit

through infinite sky!

Sacred is all creation,

sacred am I.


A recent Sun Magazine Interview with anthropologist David Lancy, author of The Anthropology of Childhood: Cherubs, Chattel, Changelings, made me stop and think about some interesting things, including WEIRD values and treatment of disabled children in traditional cultures where old age is more highly valued than youth.

What’s WEIRD?

Leviton: In describing our culture you use the acronym weird — Western,...

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Yabba DABDA Do

Turtles all the Way Down

photo by Terri Mason



Flintstones The Original Yabba Dabba Doo Song

B-A-D-D-A means bad

D-A-B-B-A means good

Oh what magic in a word we’ve found

By switching the letters around!

So if someday the bases are loaded

And they’re counting on you

You just can’t strike out

If you’ll up and shout

Yabba Dabba Dabba Dabba Doo


Funny how memes like turtles all the way down, DABDA and Dabba Doo go viral, passing from one person to the next until infection rages. We accept our...

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Help, Care, Attunement and More

Photo by Pam Bates

Beside the mystery bush...can you ID it? Tubular lavender flowers, heavenly scent, nearly needle-like foliage. From SRJC plant sale - may be from Asia, Australia, South Africa or ???

The Truth by Velma Frye


Dear mylifeline friends,

I’m very much enjoying Guy Newland’s book, A Buddhist Grief Observed…even if my main interest in D&D (dying and death) literature is first-hand reports from the dying, not grieving survivors. (1)

I’ve become almost blasé toward the bereft,...

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Dissolving in solutions

Wild woman, seated, suckling infant

Book of Hours, France, Paris, ca. 1420-1425

The Morgan Library & Museum


"Release" piano music by Rosemary Duxbury (performed by Patricia Siffert)


Except for pain and lacerating fatigue, yesterday was a near-perfect day – medically and personally.

I ended up seeing three doctors – oncologist, hospice and osteopath – and felt like I pulled three cherries on an old-fashioned slot machine. Everything’s coming into alignment. And I’ll be a cherry too…make it four cherries for jackpot....

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Welcome all, including number 100,000 guest visit!

Loralee’s Mary hand with moth


The Life of Death

By Marsha Onderstijn

The Life of Death is a touching hand drawn animation about the day Death fell in love with Life


Dear mylifeline friends,

It’s hard to think about the autumn of my life when all about me spring abounds. Hawks, hummingbirds and mourning doves are among the many nearby mating birds. After four years of drought, our parched lands have finally received normal rainfall and the plants are riotously flowering – the sounds, scents, sights and colors of spring abound. We’re at that final...

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Adventures in reading Christian women authors

From Ann Voskamp's blog (3)


Buffalo Springfield - Stop Children What's That Sound


In addition to food books and cookbooks, I’m also reading three books by three very different Christian women: Dorothy L. Sayers, Mind of the Maker (1941); Genia Pauli Haddon’s Body Metaphors: Releasing God-Feminine in Us All (1988) and Ann Voskamp’s One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are (2010). (1-3)

All are white, English-speaking, educated, middle-class Christians, but their voices, approaches and explorations of Christ and...

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Our Mother

Our Mother

Our Mother who here is,

holy be all your names,

here be your reign,

your will is done,

heaven takes care of itself.

Give us our daily bread,

and forgive us our trespasses

a while longer until we learn

not to trespass against one another.

We make our own temptations

and only we can free ourselves from evil.

For yours is the reign,

the power, and the glory

for as long we exist to praise you.


- Rafael Jesús González

Madre Nuestra

Madre nuestra que aquí eres,

santos sean todos tus nombres,

aquí es tu reino,

se hace tu voluntad,

el cielo se cuida de si mismo.

Danos nuestro pan de cada día,


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Weaving a life


Weaving the Land

By Carolyn Hillyer and Nigel Shaw


This is a fairly quiet and peaceful time in my life.

No big events, no inner or outer turmoil…well, not much.

I sleep often, 3-4 naps daily in addition to long nights.

When awake, I have trouble focusing, so tend to read meditation-dense books.

Finally finished the Sephardic Jewish cookbook – thank heavens. Not only would I not cook any of the medieval recipes, most were a bit revolting to read, the documentation from the Inquisition was horrifying. Humans’ inhumanity to humans is always stunning. (1)

In the horrifying food...

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Chickpea To Cook

Chickpea To Cook

SiriOm Singh at Kripalu


Chickpea to Cook (translated by Coleman Barks)

A chickpea leaps almost over the rim of the pot where it’s being boiled.

‘Why are you doing this to me?’

The cook knocks him down with the ladle.

‘Don’t you try to jump out. You think I’m torturing you. I’m giving you flavor, so you can mix with spices and rice and be the lovely vitality of a human being. Remember when you drank rain in the garden. That was for this.’

Grace first. Sexual pleasure, then a boiling new life begins, and the Friend has...

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Happy Earth Day, every day!

Turn Away - Helen Jane Long

I see the light coming

I see the peace coming

If I turn away, you'll be gone

Across the universe

And into everything

I'll see your smile in the trees

and stars

I'll remember all the walks we had

Cause I see the peace coming


Dear mylifeline friends,

First, I apologize (again!) for being a poor correspondent. I owe many of you replies to cards, comments, messages, email and even phone calls. I will never, ever catch up. Yet I do “catch” all your messages and really appreciate your thoughtful care and shared interests...

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