Cristina Spencer

This is what we save. Christmas of 1989.   You’d think I wouldn’t remember the specific Christmas when I was 17, and to be honest, I ...

My neighborhood astounds me,  when I take the time to actually look at it.   Glimpses of Palo Alto in November.

Graham and I had known for months that he had a business trip to Chile.  We had thrown around the idea of going as a family, but we couldn...

"It is an encouragement to experience the joy of not holding back, of connecting to a bigger sense of possibility…" --S...

Brazilian drums thumping through the dark, tart lemon, champagne, vodka concoction, funky earrings dripping and sparkling in the candle ligh...

Every morning  these days I step into  my own back yard where darkness  still lingers and I pick my breakfast r...

I resisted. Thought about all the other stuff  there was to do. Then I set myself down and played Polly Pockets for one coz...

"This is the work of the peacemaker, to find the soft spot and the tenderness in that very uneasy place and stay with it." ...

In more than one conversation recently, a friend has revealed to me to me that they are in pain.  That there is a sadness or an irritabil...

Friday sitting is back. Summer was sometimes heavy without this connection. I'm so glad we are back at it. For the group ...