by Karen Bonnell | Jul 9, 2023 | Words into Letters
We all fall out of cars when we’re three – when the excitement to climb down ourselves puts our center of gravity in front of our skill level, our little forehead in front of our feet, out of windows in Moscow for talking trash about Putin – and that’s...
by Karen Bonnell | Jun 25, 2023 | Words into Letters
the creek swollen with snowmelt, glacial blue tint not long removed from the winter stores layered over months by winter storms, burying granite cliffs in shimmering white – releasing, an inevitable thaw, as the sun moves north again, birthing spring, bursting greens,...
by Karen Bonnell | Jun 1, 2023 | Words into Letters
1. She used to ask me in her later years, “Why do you think I’m remembering that … after all this time?” In protest, she was, perplexed and pained. She had no idea how “just don’t think about that” would one day become a memory stack, a backlog, an archive of...
by Karen Bonnell | Jun 1, 2023 | Words into Letters
“Pie Crust” “Pie Crust” was one of my first poems. For anyone who saw the first cut, you’ll see I’ve taken a deeper dive in the true pain of the competitive relationship with my mom…which yielded a profound space in my heart for her. Writing is not for the faint of...
by Karen Bonnell | Jun 1, 2023 | Words into Letters
The Three Sisters, Oregon I’m lucky to have many decades-long relationships with women from Michigan to California. Wishing you many sisters-of-choice – soul-sisters – those you share your heart-felt intimacies with. Relationships sustained with a seemingly endless...
by Karen Bonnell | Mar 24, 2023 | Family Files
Please follow this link to a comprehensive list of my co-parenting blog posts featured by “co-Parenter,” an application designed for live, on-demand mediation. Don’t hesitate to be in touch if there’s anymore I can do to assist. ...
by Karen Bonnell | Mar 19, 2023 | Words into Letters
Summit Creek, Salmon-Challis National Forest, Sun Valley, Idaho, September 2022 “I want to go back. You know the hike … The one where we saw the moose and her young.” Had been years since we balanced across that log, made the hill climb up to the ridge,...
by Karen Bonnell | Nov 13, 2022 | Words into Letters
I feel her. Disciplined and precise. Hands that glide effortlessly across ivory, up to ebony, and back again. And yet, I have no such musical mastery. Elevating notes and chords, tension and tempo – offering an otherworldly rescue from the crowded conversations...
by Karen Bonnell | Sep 25, 2022 | Words into Letters
The Sh’ma is the centerpiece of Jewish prayer. As Rabbi David Cooper wrote years ago, “God is a Verb.” Breathing is an act of prayer… With Each Breath שְׁמַע Sh’ma “Hear” Hear …the beating of my heart, the breath of a lover, hear the ocean pound, the...
by Karen Bonnell | Aug 31, 2022 | Words into Letters
Sitting there in isle-seat 9D, he was. A smallish fellow, buckled in like a scout ready for adventure. I gently motioned my interest to occupy seat 9F – you know, the one against the window. Gave a smile intended to soften the imposition… when he furrowed his brow and...