I Am Not My Breasts
Decked out in their finest, Mom and Dad were on their way down Route A1A in Florida to an anniversary party at an elegant yacht club....
Mary Davis
- Oct 2, 2017
Love Is Who We Are
I have long held on to the belief that we live in a benevolent universe where the power of good far outweighs the power of evil. In the...
Mary Davis
- Sep 25, 2017
Joy and the Coffee Cake
As I sit in the morning sun considering ways to celebrate joy in small things, I imagine a colorful tube reaching from the sky to me....
Mary Davis
- Sep 18, 2017
Trust and the Fawns
The squirrels are collecting and burying nuts; the horses are circling the field in the rain; the leaves are beginning the long slow...
Mary Davis
- Sep 4, 2017
My Manager and the God Box
My mother, who we affectionately call "Tiny Guru" for her small stature and great spirit, takes pride in being my manager. There’s...
Mary Davis
- Aug 28, 2017
Kindness and the Skunk
A few days ago from the writing window a rustling caught my eye. Heading straight for me was a large, limping skunk with a very puffy...
Mary Davis
- Aug 21, 2017
Starting Over with the Sunrise
This morning I wrap in a blanket and pad out the back door to be with the sunrise.
The early birds begin in the dark with tentative melodie
Mary Davis
- Aug 14, 2017
The Art of Listening
Speaking our truth is one of the best ways to get to know ourselves. Many a heart can be healed by the simple act of uncensored...
Mary Davis
- Aug 7, 2017
Faith and the Comet
Tiny pieces of the tail of a comet grazed my house last night. Yours too. They may as well have landed on the roof. Fiery, wish-worthy,...
Mary Davis
- Jul 31, 2017
More Gratitude, Less Worry
Soon after I moved here, I noticed something of grave concern: There were wasp nests under many of the eves of the cabin. Most were...
Mary Davis
- Jul 24, 2017
Befriending The Dark
The first time I came home to the cabin after dark and shut off my lights at the end of the long gravel driveway, I sat in dread. This...
Mary Davis
- Jul 17, 2017
Lessons From A Fire-Breathing Bull
I crossed the one-lane bridge and caught site of the enormous black bull who lives in a bucolic field next to a lake on Hunters Road....
Mary Davis
- Jul 10, 2017
Kindness and The Farmer
In early spring during my walks around the sheep and llama field, I watched the farmer behind a local inn plant what became a...
Mary Davis
- Jul 3, 2017
Grace and The Bluebird
For hours I heard the heartbreaking flutter of little wings in the pipe of the wood burning stove with no idea of how to help. A friend...
Mary Davis
- Jun 26, 2017
Drive-By Love
I don’t know many people in my little country town, but I know that Sharron is everyone’s right hand person. She cares for countless...
Mary Davis
- Jun 19, 2017
The Horse That Jumped For Joy
Of the four horses in the field next door, Shadow is the free-spirited one, the least predictable, the renegade. I have spent many hours...
Mary Davis
- Jun 12, 2017
Tales From Hunters Road
Three weeks ago, I moved from Hunters Road. I lived there for a year and a half between my married years and now. And it was the...