My friend, Jim, emailed me after he returned to Nyack that the succulents I gave him from my garden on New Year’s Eve — the last hour of 2017 — are doing well. Jim, his girlfriend (and my friend) Anita, and another friend, Deb, had spent a memorable NYE together (doing nothing special — the … Continue reading Re-calibrating
Dec. 6… On my way from San Francisco to Phoenix. we fly east of where Ventura County is burning. I can see at least four separate fires amidst the billowing whorls of grey smoke rising behind the mountain range. My sister and her family and 30 plus years of their friends and community live … Continue reading Helpless… not helpless.
But for my political leanings, in our current government, I could be appointed US ambassador, head of some great federal department, or even a federal judge. After all, I have no qualifications, education, or experience for these jobs. My skin is white, but alas, I am not a right wing nut job, sexual predator, white … Continue reading On hope, beauty, meaning, & belonging…
I don’t know if it’s the one year anniversary of the T-rex, and/or if it’s so many women speaking up in the face of revelations of widespread sexual predation, or just a year+ worth of anxiety, frustration, and anger that’s built up in America. Though most of us are exhausted and maybe less inclined to … Continue reading Up to Over My Eyeballs & Raising My White Flag!
There’s a new Lidia Yuknavitch book out The Misfit’s Manifesto! It’s based on a TED talk she gave (see below). I love how her gutsy, edgy truth-telling reveals wisdom and compassion. To celebrate, a writer friend, Karen Lynch started a “MisfitsManifesto” campaign on Facebook where people could post how they too felt like a misfit. … Continue reading Mis-fittery
I don’t usually cry at the gym, but sometimes I do. Like when I’m listening to Hamilton and just before Aaron Burr’s bullet reaches him, Hamilton says I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory. Oh, my god. If I don’t cry at that point, Eliza’s song at the end always gets … Continue reading Working (it) out…
In San Francisco, our Dog days of summer only recently arrived. This month, September. That’s how we roll here. Even though we expect our warmest weather in September and October, it’s been unusually humid and ridiculously hot. San Franciscans melt and die in this weather. Maybe it’s just Harvey or Irma reminding us what he … Continue reading Dog Days of Summer — Oyster Bay