Author: Mary Beth Emerson

I’ve always loved the sensation of diving into a body of water.  The minor shock of going from the element of air, propelled by motion and assisted by gravity, and then immersion in the element of water.  It’s often a trust exercise for me, and a thrill — and a baptism, a cleansing, and an… Continue reading immersion

As I write this, a young white woman in Marshfield, Massachusetts is organizing a Vigil for Peace, in honor of all Black Lives Lost, to be held at Harbor Park this Saturday.  She works with Marshfield FACTS, trying to reduce the incidence of substance abuse in Marshfield.  A passionate communitarian, she views the murder of… Continue reading the health of our nation

by Mary Beth Emerson, May 2020 Multiple websites about dreams have bloomed on the Internet during this Pandemic. My own dreams have been populated with images expressing hopes and fears; many of them have been wildly entertaining. Dream work has always been a part of traditional psychoanalysis, and much has been written about Divine messaging… Continue reading under covers

“The final mystery is oneself. When one has weighed the sun in the balance, and measured the steps of the moon, and mapped out the seven heavens star by star, there still remains oneself.   Who can calculate the orbit of one’s own soul?” – Oscar Wilde It’s mid-April, and between Zoom meetings, I left the house… Continue reading Universes, Galaxies, and Gardens