“Ruffled feathers and endless squawking over a minor difficulty is typical of a crow’s life. I lean back on the counter and realize that could be my line….”
“Memory is the place where our vanished days secretly gather,” writes John O’Donohue in his novel Beauty. I love this image of a place where my past surreptitiously gathers under a personal hashtag dynamically informing my evolving identity. It’s like hosting a well-balanced Facebook page where both the good and bad are accurately recorded. I […]
School’s about to start and I feel like a tightrope walker trying to balance lesson plans with summer futility. This is harder than it looks so don’t judge me. I feel horribly restrained by these opposing forces so I decide to go to the dermo for a new face cream. I have it all justified […]
Me: I’m having coffee. Larry: Grunt Me: I can’t hear you? Larry: Scratches his head Me: You think you have lice? Larry: The look Me: I’m sooooo bored! Larry: Eyes remained glued to the computer screen Me: I need a refill. Larry: Grunt, while scratching head Me: (I try a new tactic –deep sexy voice […]
Sat outside watching a meteor shower light up the night sky, the temperature was like velvet and the view crystal clear. I was thinking about the rarity of a night like this, how small I am, how vast the solar system. I struggle with my place in the universe. How exactly do I fit in? […]
It all started with a tweet. I was sitting on the edge of the dock, trying to decide if I should go up to the house, or just remain amicably with my cold cup of coffee. It was early and this was only my second cup. I was lingering with the uniqueness of a cool morning, contemplating […]
The blank page is both a blessing and a curse, like an empty house, or bottle of wine. The space is open to the full spectrum of possibility but our tolerance will decide how much we can bear. The idea of an empty house and bottle of wine takes me right to the door of […]
“One day, I had an idea.” This is the first line in a little book my sister gave me for my birthday in May of this year. It was written by Kobi Yamada, entitled, What do you do with an idea? She gave me this gift because she believes in me, from my earliest memories […]
John O’Donohue says that God is beauty. Not the beauty you see splashed across the pages of a glamour magazine, but beauty “as a rounded substantial becoming, as an emerging fullness, a greater sense of grace and elegance, a deeper sense of depth, and also a kind of homecoming for the enriched memory of your unfolding life.” My God, who speaks […]
How have my children changed me? Let me count the ways… My children were like amateur photographers, sending me a daily barrage of distorted images, and even today they haunt me via Facebook, Twitter, Flickr, and Instagram. They taught me things about myself no sane person wants to know. Like how loud I can yell when sleep deprived, or […]
What is your catnip? This was part of a tweet I read this morning by Joyce Carol Oates and it intrigued me. I started to think about the things that hold my interest, the things I think I can’t live without. It could be the people I love, my phone (although I hate to admit it), a […]
Living in the Gap 