The last couple of weeks I spent time thinking, worrying, and writing about the threatened neo-Nazi march in Whitefish, Montana. Part of my concern is for the targeted Jews there, and part for how the uninhibited neo-Nazi threat represents the new, more mean-spirited and increasingly dangerous America. Every day there is regular life to be … Continue reading On the importance of connection
News is coming fast and furious these days. Three stories in particular this past week hit close to where my soul lives. The UN vote on Israel and Obama’s response. A planned January 15th neo-Nazi march targeting Jews in Whitefish, Montana. The suicide of a Jewish transgender girl named Jai Bornstein in Bakersfield and her … Continue reading Where my soul lives…
In this twilight zone week between Christmas 2016 and the upcoming year of 2017, I’m doing all kinds of self-care and holding on to hope and joy. My days are pretty good. But when night falls, I find myself waking around 3 or 4AM from some nightmare of fleeing Syria or trying to make sense … Continue reading Whitefish and beyond… finding reality
Trump’s “win” is SO wrong in SO many ways. It may well be the worst thing we’ve faced as a nation since the Civil War. Feeling angry is a rational response to a huge broad-daylight hijacking of our democracy. An on-going event heading toward kleptocracy and who knows what else. Perhaps we already had a … Continue reading On anger, joy, and resistance.
A week ago I got my shiny new glucometer and a lesson from the Kaiser dietician on how to use it after getting my shiny new diabetes diagnosis a few weeks earlier. I’ve been on a collision course with diabetes for several years. Then I found a possible change of course this past year, learning … Continue reading It’s political and personal.
Me, in front of Citibank after withdrawing all my money and putting it in a Credit Union! Done grieving yet? Me neither. Life in America is probably not really that different, I mean, in terms of the corporations who’ve been calling the shots for a long time, buying our government, etc. For a long time … Continue reading Caring for Ourselves in Dangerous Times: Acknowledging the Lay of the Land
I wrote this post almost two weeks ago. It got waylaid by some other things on my mind. So, it’s “late”, but hey, this is the day theatre moms get to have their say. Starting with me… The lyrics from Hamilton spin in my head… “..Angelica, Eliza, and Peggy!! the Schuyler sisters!” or if I’m … Continue reading Theatre moms vs Trump
I have a little story to tell you. It’s not a big story. It’s a little one. When I was a girl of 26 or 27. I turned 27 that year, the year I lived in Havana. Before we moved there, I had fallen in love with the Cuban singer and poet-songwriter Silvio Rodriguez and … Continue reading Cuba en mi corazón
A visit from Andrea and Gigi. Post-truth* (an up-dated version of Stephen Colbert’s truthiness, chosen the Merriam-Webster’s Word of the Year in 2006) was chosen by Oxford … Continue reading Gratitude. still possible.
Feelings are kind of my thing, taking action too. But feelings, they’re like my weather vane, my early warning system, my bullshit detector. I ignore them at my own peril. You’ll pardon me if I get a little agitated when someone tells me to get over it! Mom had certain rules. Rule #1. NO sadness … Continue reading Feelings and Action When the World is Terrifying
Gayle Markow: As I am... 