Patricia Wild’s Blog

Circles Happen
[I have been single-mindedly working on a book manuscript, Strands, to be published by Barclay Press next year, so have woefully ...
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“From Me to We”
Yesterday during meeting for worship, I found myself remembering the first time I'd facilitated a forum* on Zoom— just days ...
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“Attention Must be Paid”
Saturday, a gorgeous spring day, I was sitting, maskless, on a Cambridge Common park bench chatting with a new friend ...
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All Of A Peace?
Back in October a gifted Buddhist teacher, Sharon Salzberg, offered a “Ten-Day LovingKindness Challenge” course online—recommended by my friend, Diana ...
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Peek Experience (No, that’s not a typo)
These days, I've noticed that when my dear friend Alex is asked how he's doing, he'll often respond, "Given the ...
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Grounded
Urged to do so, I dutifully watched the first two episodes of the Ken Burns' documentary on Ernest Hemingway—and, much ...
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What I’m Adding for Lent: Week Six
Week Six: "And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors" So the Aramaic word, waahboqlan, can mean "forgive" but ...
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This is Me, This is Us
Today, here's how I'm remembering a moment at the end of the documentary, "Knock Down the House." It's election night ...
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Not In The Wind?
Quakers often quote that passage from 1 Kings when a depressed and confused Elijah, standing on top of Mount Horeb, ...
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The Light Returns
I distinctly remember how I'd felt, years ago, probably in a Philosophy 101 class, when I realized that light becomes darkness and ...
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An Audience of One
[Snarky Puppy, House of Blues, Boston, May 12, 2019] Every year between Christmas and New Year's, I read my journal ...
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Call Me Fred
Hoping to see the once-in-a-lifetime sighting of Jupiter and Saturn last night, I'd traipsed all over my neighborhood trying to spot ...
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Inner Landscape
[Edward Tufte's Hogpen Hill Farm's Sculpture Landscape Park, Woodbury, CT; October 12, 2020] Yesterday afternoon, as it has done for ...
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You’re Evicted!
I've heard lots of people talk about "the real estate in my head" lately but have had no reason to ...
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Slough of Despond
Is it slew? Is it slahw-rhymes with cow? Does it matter? No. What matters, Pilgrim, is that you and I stay in this ...
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Who’s In The Frame?
Needing to do some in-person banking yesterday (where, wearing a mask, my glasses so thoroughly fogged up I could barely ...
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“Opening like air, like realization”*
This year, Coming Out Day prompted me to recall the first time someone came out to me—almost fifty years ago ...
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White Rooms
Because decisions get made that reinforce white hierarchies every day, it would be good if the culture of whiteness were marked and ...
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Excerpt 3: Strands
On a propitiously spectacular early-summer Sunday, maybe fifty of us, maybe a hundred, most of us White, most of us ...
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That’s a Good One
She’d been badass once. Had you’d ambled through the New Hampshire woods when oak tree leaves were the size of ...
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Egret
[This is an excerpt from my new meta novel, Missing Reels, currently looking for a home:] Egret, she starts to write on ...
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Excerpt 2: Strands
[Here is an excerpt from a memoir I'm working on—Strands.] Grief does not appear solely through tears; it is also ...
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Excerpt 1: Strands
[Since I am both proud of what I am currently working on and, apparently, unable to do more than one ...
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Making Do
Six stamps left. Loathe to step inside our tiny, neighborhood post office and wanting to support the currently-endangered USPS, we'd ...
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