Life

I think of the pandemic as one long meditation. I am an irregular practitioner myself but the pandemic has forced myself and my own thoughts upon me. It has forced me to sit or walk quietly with my life as I have lived it in contrast to the life I Read more…

In December 2019, I had an eight-hour bought of vomiting and I’m still not well.  I spent a week feel not great and very picky about what I ate (mostly ice cream thank to a neighbor who was going to the store for me). I rested, drank plenty of fluids Read more…

While a change of scenery won’t automatically change your life, it can provide a brief window of  opportunity to imagine different possibilities.  For so many of us, we get stuck in the day-to-day business of life, the endless to-do lists, and the ruts of why we can’t.   Sometimes that change Read more…

One of my closest friends in the world, my former business partner, and the publisher of my novel passed away in December 2020. A community organizer in Albuquerque, New Mexico, writing instructor, writer, and feminist, Jennifer Simpson, MFA, connected people from diverse backgrounds because she believe in the goodness of Read more…

The past week has been a week of failures. Problems with computers at work I couldn’t solve, two missed meetings, one of which was the local author’s showcase and I was one of the featured local authors. By the time Friday night came along, I felt like the biggest failure Read more…

The events of the last few weeks and twenty-twenty in particular have made me much less forgiving of other people’s selfish behavior. I’m starting to feel like I don’t want to be around “those people.” Who are “those people?”  People who don’t believe the pandemic is real; people who support Read more…

When I was young I lived in San Francisco in a Rastafarian commune.   In 1978, we were producing concerts in an old Jewish synagogue at Geary and Fillmore we call the Temple Beautiful or 1839 Geary. To one side of us was the Fillmore West where Bill Graham ran the Read more…