Sunday morning, obviously 

Of every other day of the week, Sunday should really smell like bacon and coffee.  Really.  About a year ago, I let go of my frantic grasping of vegetarian eating with the startling realization that even adherence to that noble gastric discipline takes lives.  This morning I stand quietly in my kitchen peeling the wrapping […]

What’s A Writer To Do?

Happy New Year!  I’ve been writing a book.  A memoir, if you’re asking me what sort of book it is.  Someone once told me that everyone has at least one story to tell but I believe that within the one story there are hundreds or maybe thousands of stories.  That is encouraging to me.  There […]

Dear Terrorist

I woke up this morning thinking of you, so I thought I would drop you a line.  I write to you not knowing who you are or where you are so how to reach you is unclear. I imagine you are young.  I am a grandmother.  I hope this is not a deterrent to you […]

Guarantees

Startling and unconscionable.  When I think about all that has occurred in the past two days, the uncertainty of day-to-day existence is flagrantly empty of any hint of guarantees.  Which is why my dear friends, the moments we live are so very, very precious. Wherever I am at this moment, is what unfolds for me […]

Like a river

Put your mind at ease.  Life will not leave you behind.  In fact, unless you are anchored somewhere life might just take you on a joy ride down the river without a life jacket or a paddle.  Maybe a joy ride every now and then is not a bad idea, but as a way of […]

Hokusai Says

Hokusai says look carefully. He says pay attention, notice. He says keep looking, stay curious. Hokusai says says there is no end to seeing He says look forward to getting old. He says keep changing, you just get more who you really are. He says get stuck, accept it, repeat yourself as long as it […]

Shadows

Living like a shadow shifting, eyes closed in the passing of another’s light. Pushing off the notion before it breathes, that what you are is excellent. Caving to a swagger you think is better. Heading towards the exit before the show begins is somehow better than an aisle seat. Convincing to the world underneath. When […]

Transitions

The little girl never knew how small and vulnerable she was.  She lived in a world that seemed to her both vast and uncomplicated, immense in scale and minute in detail.  And all this within herself, coexisting in perfect balance.  For a long time she never saw a problem with this arrangement.  The boldness of […]

Waiting

Waiting for something real, better, more fulfilling or true can occupy a lot of emotional real estate.  Looking forward to the future is fine if the looking does not evolve into living for the future or in the past.  Neither exists really, so where does that leave you? While you wait for, oh, the sun […]