I finally stopped swearing. It was my last sin and now I’m perfect. In thought, word and deed. It’s all energy you know, like Guru Gukkamayamaya says. My energy is now pure white light. If you could see my aura like Guruji can, you’d see a halo of angelic white Read more…
The first time the message came from a robin. P was four but she wasn’t afraid because her mom’s name was Robin. That was the first time P realized she didn’t look like her mom. She didn’t look like her dad either. But the park was full of people who Read more…
Things were going so well. Lia wonders if she jinxed things. She can’t help reviewing the tally so far: he’s a vegan, he has a sister who is a professor of feminist Victorian literature, he likes backgammon, he hates poker, he rides a bike, doesn’t do yoga but is willing Read more…
“be there when you get there, but be *here* now” I found this ‘note to self’ in an old journal today; one of many journals and notebooks stuffed into the forest of cardboard cleared from storage. Perfect timing. My thoughts tend to race to the list of things I’m Read more…
Every morning, as part of my quest for conscious living, I give thanks that I’ve woken up. It’s a good Jewish thing to do. According to paternal accounts my blood is one-quarter to one-eighths Jewish, but this is just a detail that gets thrown around when we’re talking about the Read more…
Garbage. All I’ve been thinking about all week is garbage. I just can’t stop thinking about it. ~ sex, lies, and videotape (1989) When I think about garbage, I think about clutter. Clutter makes me crazy. It’s beyond a sensitivity to it, I have a full-blown allergic reaction – paralytic wooziness. Read more…
Call me Ishmael. (Moby Dick) I am an invisible man. (Ralph Ellison) It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was a the age of foolishness, … (A Tale of Two Cities) Not all great books Read more…
The panic started when the midday deadline came and went and I was nowhere near a computer. What if it didn’t happen today? All day the question plagued me. What if the middle of the week passed and there was no post? What would happen? The world would keep on Read more…