That only constant....
Things can happen so fast. Change falling like hail from a second ago blue sky. I've had loss that came too quickly in my life, left me...
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sabrina lloyd
May 31, 20211 min read
Monday's poem
Painters Muriel Rukeyser In the cave with a long-ago flare a woman stands, her arms up. Red twig, black twig, brown twig. A wall of...
sabrina lloyd
May 24, 20211 min read
Monday's poem and life lately
I missed the Dear Friday last week. There are not enough hours in the day. One child homeschooling, one virtual learning. Cooking and...
sabrina lloyd
May 17, 20211 min read
Monday's poem
by David Whyte Ten Years Later When the mind is clear and the surface of the now still, swaying water slaps against the rolling kayak, I...
sabrina lloyd
May 14, 20211 min read
Dear Friday,
Another week filled with art and music, nature, my children's laughter and sometimes tears. Kenya is out of lockdown, cases have fallen,...
sabrina lloyd
May 10, 20212 min read
Monday's poem and my life within it.
Yes, we have all read it, all heard it. Yet still the power of this poem! I was an actress in NYC. My career was full. I was content-ish....
sabrina lloyd
Apr 30, 20211 min read
Dear Friday,
I've watched too much news. I sleep and dream of those suffering in India, the faces caught on cameras gasping for breath. The only...
sabrina lloyd
Apr 26, 20213 min read
Monday's poem
This one is by my dear friend Joel McKerrow. You must go and visit his HUMAN exhibition. It's art and poetry and music, and profound....
sabrina lloyd
Apr 23, 20211 min read
Dear Friday,
The rains are here; Dampness has moved in. Sweaters unearthed from the very bottom of drawers. Blankets accumulating near all sitting...
sabrina lloyd
Apr 16, 20211 min read
Dear Friday,
I turn on my computer to see there has been another mass shooting in the States. I turn on the TV and see a news special about all the...
sabrina lloyd
Apr 12, 20211 min read
Monday's poem.
A very famous one, probably familiar to you all, from Mary Oliver. It seems to fit the moment well and I love revisiting it. I seem to do...
sabrina lloyd
Apr 10, 20211 min read
Warmth
It's hard living in two places. Both offer us something so rich and important for our souls and happiness. On the island, it's the...
sabrina lloyd
Apr 2, 20211 min read
Dear Friday,
Could you never tell a lie? Not even a small one. How you are, what you think, what you need. I listened to a podcast this week about...
sabrina lloyd
Mar 29, 20211 min read
Monday's poem
This one sinks me every time I read it, and I read it often. It's by RACHEL ELIZA GRIFFITHS, from her collection Seeing The Body. House...
sabrina lloyd
Mar 26, 20211 min read
Dear Friday,
I listened to something this week that has burrowed deep within me. I don't think I have ever been more moved by a podcast, heard...
sabrina lloyd
Mar 22, 20211 min read
Monday's poem
Life is just better when you read more poetry. I have a few favorites that sit on my desk, poems I reread when I feel the need to be with...
sabrina lloyd
Mar 19, 20211 min read
Dear Friday,
It's been a long week. Not much sleep, news of countries closing down again, cases rising here in Kenya. It's been scary. The virus has...
sabrina lloyd
Mar 16, 20211 min read
It's not mindfulness, it's rest.
Insomnia found me a few years ago. It comes in waves, like storms. Sometimes it is only for a night, other times it lingers for what...
sabrina lloyd
Mar 12, 20211 min read
Dear Friday,
Long week. It's hot in Kenya. Bone melting hot. But the long rains are coming and they bring their own difficulty so I lean into the sun...
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