Therapeutic Misadventures

At 65 I’ve decided to learn a new sport. Many women I know are searching for that Third Act, The Passion in their lives in this final chapter. If I were prudent, I would take up golf or perhaps...

https://marthaschaefer.com/2020/08/17/the-most-fun-you-can-have-with-your-clothes-on/

I’m living on a permaculture farm in the Southwest corner of New Hampshire. What little I know of agriculture is founded in growing up in rural America, the child of upwardly mobile middle-clas...

https://marthaschaefer.com/2020/05/27/walk-on-the-wildside/

  My last post was in December of 2018. So much has changed in daily life, both personally and globally. We are in our sixth week of the pandemic, and though I write daily for myself, I thought ...

https://marthaschaefer.com/2020/05/02/simple-pleasures/

I’ve moved into an antique brick schoolhouse. It’s roughly 200 years old which means it has more soul than anywhere I’ve ever lived. The funny thing about moving is the choice of recreating...

https://marthaschaefer.com/2018/12/13/introspection-vs-retrospection/

So we are coming up on one year since the MOVE; the chapter that ended when Alice and I finally pulled up stakes and left the home in Temple. I must say, the stress level this year is greatly red...

https://marthaschaefer.com/2018/08/20/not-in-my-dna/

According to my horoscope I’m coming out of a phase of emotional hibernation. My soul and flesh have needed many moon-cycles to refresh and Life is about to turn around. Don’t fight the chang...

https://marthaschaefer.com/2018/05/22/not-my-circus/

March 21st ’18 Every so often I pull back. I slowly drift away from all writing, the last to go is the Memory Jar I fill throughout the year with quick thoughts and reminders of who, where and ...

https://marthaschaefer.com/2018/04/03/hiatus/

When I was a kid, a snow day from school was better than a scheduled holiday. The surprise of having a whole day with nothing planned, no schedule, no demands other than to stay out of my mom’s...

https://marthaschaefer.com/2018/01/05/snow-day/

It has been years since I took a true vacation. Three flights and many hours of strange places found me in the Northwest corner of CA. Humboldt County, The Lost Coast, Avenue of the Giants.  Han...

https://marthaschaefer.com/2018/01/03/seven-days-in-humboldt/

How trite it sounds but how profound the reality. In this, my first season living by the lake, I notice every change. Today was a day of quiet observation. It started with an awe-inspiring sunris...

https://marthaschaefer.com/2017/11/27/what-a-difference-a-year-makes/