My friend is my age, she works harder than anyone I know, harder than I could at a company that nearly killed me (a job she helped me to get 5 years ago), she is a corporate project manager, professional singer, story-teller; an amazing mom, friend, mentor and tour guide – and she is still …
No Plans for the Future
WHAT on earth do you mean by that, dear blogger? Recently I’ve heard two different people talk about their minds “grinding” obsessively about shit they cannot control. I love that word – grinding – it’s perfect. The obsession of what could be, will be, or worse, should be will drive us mad. I tell people …
The F Word
I want to talk about feminism… What it means… in the media…to me…to women, generally…to men, generally – and I would really love to hear from you.
Time passes. Time. Passes.
The title of this post is the opening line to one of the most moving productions I’ve ever seen or had the privilege to be a part of… Under Milkwood, identified as a play for voices tells the story of the dream world of a tiny village in Wales, the relationships, the loves and the …
Spiritual Sandpaper
And all those other days, Charlie Brown, we will fight or celebrate or mourn or laugh or despair or hope – but we will live. Spiritual sandpaper is a term I learned from a woman named Linda (not changing the name to protect the innocent – ’cause there aren’t any, in this case). There are …
Piecing Life Together
My mom moved in with us – August 26th, 2018. I know that she is having trouble remembering things. I also know she has likes and dislikes; habits – good and bad; she suffers from ailments and odd beliefs about how the world works and who God is…she can’t think or move fast anymore and …
It’s none of my business…still.
The hardest lesson I have had to learn is that no matter what choices another person is making, what they think, say or do…IT IS NONE OF MY BUSINESS.My response to that piece of information always started with, But… The reality is there is no but. The lesson, of course, is not that their behavior …
Hope for Happily Ever After…
What a difference a spiritual life can make? I had been in love before and been married before, as had he. The difference for both of us was the acceptance of a power greater than ourselves individually before we ever met and then as a family. We have come to believe and understand that, if …
Hate Beckons Me OR Sing a Song of Peace
I spent a great deal of my growing up years in predominantly white and southern areas of the country. However, it was the 60’s and my parents were cool. For one short year we lived in a very mixed area of Evansville, Indiana. In fact, the majority of the kids at Stanley Hall Elementary were …