What I Believe
Over the past year and a half or so, I’ve taken up yoga, dabbled in meditation, pored over books about getting quiet inside. I not only read but practiced The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron and, on the recommendation of a Buddhist friend, I’m reading A Path With Heart: A guide through the perils and […]
Read MoreThe Green Box
On the street where I grew up, between the McKeans’ driveway and the Garnsey’s, there was a green box – about three feet high, four feet across, and made of metal. I don’t know what it housed – electrical wiring, telephone circuitry, the secrets of the universe… What I remember about it is how it […]
Read MoreIf I build it…
I’ve spent the past few weeks digging myself out from under several projects I’d committed to during my “say yes to everything” phase. These were projects that filled my time, not my soul. So about three weeks ago, frustrated and feeling adrift, I buckled down. I set aggressive goals and was determined to be done […]
Read MoreThree Things I’ve Learned About Leaping
A lot of wonderful things have happened to me as result of that decision. I’ve met so many people I love and admire; tried so many new things; pushed the limits of what I thought I could do and found that I am bigger than I knew. I promised myself that 2022 would be more […]
Read MoreWhat the fava beans taught me
The day I tell you what things I tried for the first time over the past week. Well, fava beans for one. That was followed by the violent involuntary evacuation of said beans from my body over the next 24 hours. It could have been food poisoning, or an allergic reaction (which makes more sense […]
Read MoreOne Half Of A Secret Handshake
I’m reading Michael Chabon’s Manhood for Amateurs, which, of course, I’m loving. I’ll have more to say about it when I finish, but I wanted to share this, because it’s stuck with me since I read it in the first few pages of the book. It’s from the essay, “The Losers Club”: Every work of […]
Read MoreEveryday Happy
In the shower, where I do much of my philosophizing I was thinking about happiness… I consider myself to be, on the whole, a happy person, and yet I hesitate when someone asks me if I am. There is something inherently fleeting about happiness, something that makes me want to qualify my answer, hedge my […]
Read MoreBig and Messy
know I am going to ruffle feathers when I say that I could not disagree with it more. I try not to ruffle feathers on Facebook – for me, it’s not the place for that – but if I did, I’d have written an oppositional status that goes like this: “As a mother, I will […]
Read MoreHow Do I Love Thee?
A woman I know once announced that she loved her husband unconditionally. I don’t remember what led up to the announcement, or how I responded, exactly. I might have laughed; I sometimes do that at inopportune moments. I do remember saying, at some point, that my love for my husband was definitely not unconditional. She […]
Read MoreHer short skirt…
On Monday night, I watched a screening of V-Day: Until The Violence Stops, a documentary about how Eve Ensler’s Vagina Monologues became V-Day, a global, grassroots movement to end violence against women. It is a moving, harrowing, beautiful film. I can’t imagine anyone watching it and not being affected. As you might expect, the film […]
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