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|Posted on September 25, 2017 at 10:35 AM|
I have supposed for some time that the internet and its various access to social media equate to the Wild West of old.Rather than the familiar phrase from Westerns, "There's a new Sheriff in town," it is more true that there is NO Sheriff in town.
The world wide web has transformed my capacity as an author and artist to connect to readers. Here. RIGHT HERE. It's happening now as you read this. I wanted to engage in a viable exchange on this blog with the opportunity for comm...Read Full Post »
|Posted on September 4, 2017 at 7:00 PM|
It's good to have a plan.
And then, life happens.
And then, it's good to have a new plan.
I anticipated that I would grow old with a particular curmudgeon to whom I had been married ten years. (And, of note, curmudgeon is the nicest manner in which he described himself. I'm not being unkind, just accurate). Then. He introduced dramtically different ideas.
Now that I look to the sunny trajectory in front of me and recognize I have no children and am likely to sp...Read Full Post »
|Posted on June 23, 2016 at 12:15 AM|
Courage doesn't always roar.
Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, (whispering), "I will try again tomorrow."
This is the last portion of a poem I wrote in 1985. It has evolved over time. It has been coopted by folks from product manufacturers to the President of the Morman Church. It has been lawfully and respectfully licensed and presented on cards, posters, plaques, cups and any number of other products. In its life of over thirty ...Read Full Post »
|Posted on March 26, 2016 at 4:40 PM|
It was a spur of the moment decision. I had a rare uncommitted 30 minutes on the mainland and I decided to pop into a salon that specializes in quick cuts and have my hair styled. Cut, more to the point. The stylist assigned to me was a woman, perhaps in her late 40's, and her first sentence led me to believe her first language was likely not English. That should have been a "humor alert" to me, but such things often go past me. I spent several minutes answering her question...Read Full Post »
|Posted on March 23, 2016 at 5:35 PM|
I wonder if "odd" and "contradiction" might not be a redundancy.
Today I consider how closely related clarity and uncertainty are. They sit together on a bench in the school yard. Clarity and Certainty seem to barely remain friends. Certainty keeps Clarity at bay. Clarity makes Certainty very uncomfortable. Certainty has forgotten what it is like to be curious. Clarity embraces everything that she knows she cannot know. Which makes her wi...Read Full Post »
|Posted on March 12, 2016 at 5:05 PM|
Is it possible that Donald Trump's candidacy for President is making me a better person?
Earlier today people in Decatur Georgia eulogized and buried the mutual friend. Now a dear mother I know in South Carolina tends to the last ritual before her son is buried.
In this contentious season in our country here is the Great Unifier: loss. We will all lose people we love; we ourselves will someday be lost to those who love us. There is perspective in this ...Read Full Post »
|Posted on February 21, 2016 at 7:55 PM|
My consulting physicist told me in advance of my lobbying trip to Washington, D.C., "There is NO away. Things transform, yes, but nothing EVER goes away." Jerome helped me put science behind my opposition to off-shore oil drilling leases being released for the Oregon and Washington coasts. Before I went to D.C. to testify, deliver 25,000 signatures in opposition to the leases, I helped put in place ON...Read Full Post »
|Posted on February 19, 2016 at 3:40 PM|
I traveled without knowing it was by my side and suddenly, poof, like a white rabbit pulled from the black hat of winter, there it was. It must be magic. The Ziggurat of Ur transported to this foreign place and standing like stacked wedding cakes, frosted white, atop the pinnacle.
The asphalt passed under my vehicle and became wooden wheels on a wagon, then the hooves of a strong horse as my thoughts took me back to the time before yellow lines, painted houses, stop lights and inters...Read Full Post »
|Posted on February 17, 2016 at 5:45 PM|
My friend is dying. Inoperable-we've-done-everything-we-can-for-you cancer. This ain't her first rodeo. She's visited oncology a LOT of times. This time, out of options, they've sent her to hospice. She's known for many things, my tall soul. Epic trainer. Mad research skills. Stellar coach. Funny as hell. Well, how'd THAT phrase come out? Hell's nothing to be laughed at and yet here I am, writing for all to read that she's "Funny as Hell." ...Read Full Post »
|Posted on February 1, 2016 at 1:25 PM|
Fascinating. You know what you know.
You simply forget that you know.
Connecting to our core passion, remembering and doing what matters, being in alignment with our deepest values are all components of a wildly rewarding life. And then, we get busy. Working. Attending. Responding. Answering. Watching. Saying YES when we long to say NO. In the vortex of all that wild life-weather, we forget what we know.
I remember. I do what matters (most of the time). I ...Read Full Post »