Maggie was my yoga teacher the summer I was sickest. Young and healthy, kind without being showy about it, she is a memorable character from that time of trying to hold together what was falling apart. I’d already stopped running because illness had made me too frail. The constant pain and pressure in my intestinesContinue reading >>
A year ago I was beautiful. ***** One sunny afternoon on our second summer in Assisi, Robert and I decided to explore the bosco, a forest walk next to the Basilica into a valley where Francis is purported to have walked. Robert carried a backpack with a wedge of cheese for snacking and I carriedContinue reading >>
I began the descent to San Damiano a half hour before the church and monastery were due to reopen after riposa. Knowing I would arrive before that time I eased down the hill, admiring olive trees and Umbrian vistas while trying not to think about the impending ascent after I visited the holy site. TuckedContinue reading >>
Most of the US has finally settled into spring, which means it’s time for many of us to look forward to summer! I am very excited to announce some summer plans. I have been invited to return to the Assisi Performing Arts Festival for a second summer. This season I will sing in the opera programContinue reading >>
The only thing I knew about our hotel was that it was near the Basilica of Santa Chiara. We had been awake for twenty-four hours, lugging suitcases and traversing continents. I had caused us to miss one train in Rome due to my insecurity about my language skills, thinking that I better talk to aContinue reading >>
