A Tribute to Good Fathers
I’ve always been impressed by my father’s consistent patience and optimism. Even in the darkest of situations, he would portray optimism among his frustrations. I also consider myself very lucky…
Currents April 2020
Currents of hope and gratitude burst from our authors’ pens this month, Norma notes. Yes, Current events are especially troublesome. We women who carry our entire world wherever we go…
Mom and Home
The concept of environment is one that has always felt very concrete for me. Until recently, when I heard that word I would think of things like recycling, Earth Day,…
How We Value Life
The journey through existence is always teaching us lessons. If we are observant, we can learn so much just from our personal experiences and those of the people around us.…
Life Culture in My Life
The three environments outlined in this month’s tenet, “We live and promote a life culture within the womb, the home, and our ecological environment,” remind me of three personal experiences,…
She Stood for Freedom: How a Civil Rights Activist’s Actions Influenced her Son
Four years ago, I had the opportunity to interview Loki Mulholland, the son of Joan Mulholland, who was heavily involved in the civil rights movement. Joan grew up when race…
On One Small Corner – Meditations
There is a corner of my yard where the dirt of an abandoned flower bed has lain neglected and ignored, a corner that hardly anyone ever sees, that has not…
Currents March 2020
This month’s tenet, “We work in partnership with our global sisters to create generative solutions,” can seem a bit overwhelming at first glance. But our authors show how women can…
On Climbing Mountains
It is early spring where I live, still winter technically, but with enough of the enticing glimmer of warm golden sun to beckon us out of our homes wearing a…
Currents February 2020
The focus of Big Ocean Women’s discussion for February is that we are each unique and innately worthy of respect. In articles, photos, and a video, Ann, Norma, and Shelli…
Pinned/Unpinned
I imagine the scene this way: my grandmother is standing in the yard, and the air is hot and dry, bleaching everything of color. Without trees to buffer the wide…