Transition
“you’ll only know a world where this is possible,” I whispered to my niece. Less than a year old, she bounced and drooled on my lap as her mother screamed with joy in the background. Obama is president. For a moment my eyes stung with tears. But I smiled. Listening to him calmly and humbly […]
an ample woman, she shimmied her way to the pillow on the floor, smoothed the ruffles of her clothes and with the rustling settled, she looked as comfortable as always. she had a smile on her face that would have been haughty if i didn't know her well enough that mostly it was curious mischievousness. […]
it doesn’t go away…it doesn’t fade…it doesn’t transform into some lesser thing. love remains…after misunderstandings and missed opportunities – beyond cultural borders and emotional boundaries…love remains. now what’s to be done with it once its time has passed – its potential for taking center stage quietly overlooked or taken for granted? we bury. we layer. […]
in previous iterations of myself i was a poet. if not poet – no less than a writer. the older i get the farther away it seems. just barely beyond my grasp. as far away as it feels to me it is the picture of me that some people carry. not a hairstyle, not a […]
The sky, dotted with fluffs of gray-white clouds, is a washed out blue. The trees are lined with shiny green leaves blowing in an eager wind. And I sit staring out of a single paned window wondering when life makes the most sense, when life’s choices and chances seem less arbitrary and more methodical? Wondering […]
no, not wal-mart or starbucks…i mean ikea. i know i know, everyone loves ikea. ikea loves the environment and has simple and minimalistic packaging. and as expensive as they are they are still pretty affordable. but i loathe them. partially because when you walk in there are a million converts to the ikea god who […]
the problem with starting over is…well starting over. it is the blank space where there used to be words or pictures or love. it’s the arduous process of taking first steps, forming first syllables, and liking someone enough to provide directions on how to get a little closer to my interiors. quite frankly…i’m a little […]
i think most people fear impermanence. the concept of change is the source of consternation. even if what is known is bad – the idea that what lies beyond is unknown makes it worse. i am the opposite. in my world – the only constant was change. each new move prepared me for the inevitable […]
my God it feels good to feel good again. i’m settling in to my new home. and although things aren’t perfect (what would be the fun in that?) they are good and solid and primed for even better. i still don’t have furniture but i do have folks to hang out with. this weekend i […]
my brother in law was skeptical of my move west. he maintains that you can be happy anywhere so there was no reason for me to pick up and move across the country. i don’t disagree. i do believe, however, that it is easier to be happy some places versus others. that said…i’m adjusting to […]
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