Walking down the hall in my temporary hotel quarters in my hometown, a discarded star on the carpet caught the light and my attention. It's been there for at least several weeks, resisting suitcase wheels, footfalls, vacuuming. Every day I'd notice it as I went to my rooms. As I write, it's still . . .
This is for Michael, Gregory, Bonnie, Michele, Scott, bestie Lee, Maui girls Susan and Alice, Cheri, Joanne, MaryLou and for my beloved Marilyn, who is now on the other side but still always present. I live a life of the mind and the heart. It is not for everyone. Sometimes it's a challenge even . . .
“You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.” Every writer I know loves this quote from writer Annie LaMott. We do own our experiences and we absolutely write about them, at least in my genre, which is . . .
What kind of world do we want to leave our children and grandchildren? And how do we communicate our values to them? What are we teaching our children when there are people in our (and their) sphere that do not reflect our values? Values. They're the crux of today's politics. I wonder how so . . .
If you had asked me months ago if I thought looking within was challenging I'd have said "absolutely not!" Well, not so damn fast. I'm in my hometown, 2,500+ miles away from my husband and dogs, isolated in a hotel room much of the time, with nothing to do think. And write. On top of that, I am . . .
The cruelty in the world is unbearable to those of us who feel things deeply. Personal and societal, it's all the same. Cruelty is cruelty. More often than not, cruelty is unintentional. That's not always the case, but it is absolutely true that when people are treated cruelly, especially as . . .
The river that flows in you also flows in me. ~Kabir While I understand the politics of fear intellectually, it is very hard to understand how many in our country have fallen prey to it. It's like they've drunk some strange brew that alters their view of reality. Of course, they'd say the same . . .
The unexamined life is not worth living, Socrates said, famously. I say the examined life can be hell. But truth is, it's the only way I can live. It ain't for everyone, though, I know. It takes relentless honesty and continual introspection.* Those things are not for the faint of . . .
It's always so bizarre and really, a wake-up call, to talk about Trump with people who get their view of our world through Fox. Or, as those who understand what news really is, call it: Faux News. More Trump supporters than I thought possible lack critical thinking skills. Even those I once . . .
It’s Juneteenth: "Freedom Day" or "Emancipation Day" --the day that Texas, the most remote of states, freed all slaves. So it’s only fitting that today, in the midst of a relentless Black Lives Matters campaign and on the cusp of what feels to many like real change, my friend of 25 years, Tony . . .