24 03, 2018

Traveling is about finding your edges-The plane

By |2018-03-24T14:19:11-07:00March 24th, 2018|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: , , , , |0 Comments

I'm sandwiched between two men. Middle seat,  waiting for the pushback tug to be fixed for plane #3 in line for take off. I am plane #4. Thirty, forty-five, sixty minutes on the tarmac and finally we are in the air. To my right is Andrew. He laughs and looks up. "Our president is advocating for [...]

10 11, 2017

Blue Tarp

By |2017-11-10T12:49:04-08:00November 10th, 2017|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: , , |0 Comments

Blue is the color of the tarp I would live under with the three children. I imagine it to be a hybrid of cobalt and robin’s egg –pantone 641C -fringed with encased dirt from the muddy camp of last week. I step into the makeshift alley under the bridge paralleling the main highway. The tarp trembles [...]

1 11, 2017

Mitochondria, Matriarchs and Shoes

By |2017-11-01T10:34:47-07:00November 1st, 2017|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: , |0 Comments

I come from two generations of eastern European matriarchs. I am the third in a line of drivingly independent women who dig their elbows into the post refugee camp production of building a life. It is survival of the fittest, with mitochondria level engagement. And for this you need an intelligent selection of shoes. Sturdy shoes [...]

27 10, 2017

Base code Banter

By |2017-11-03T09:12:49-07:00October 27th, 2017|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: , , |0 Comments

We are human beings. We function from a place of fear or attachment. Fear--- “Next week, my husband is going back to work and I will be alone for the first time with the baby. I’m scared” says the Assistant Director of a premier onsite childcare center for a world-renowned cancer research institute. She is intelligent, [...]

4 10, 2017

Dispatches a la Paris-Souvenirs from the Street

By |2017-10-04T17:24:34-07:00October 4th, 2017|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: , , , |0 Comments

The French have a word specifically for the endless street walking; the perfect act of absorbing the beauty and energy of the city. La Flanerie which literally means 'To wander the streets of Paris.' Traveling for five days, my son and I walked between 8-10 miles a day through hidden passages, Himalayan castles and labyrinthian gardens. The [...]

11 07, 2017

The Raging of Roots

By |2017-07-11T21:46:38-07:00July 11th, 2017|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: , , , |0 Comments

I skip across the bleached grass to Anita’s farm looking for him. The rotted wooden gate sinks into my seven year old left hand as my right fingers wrestle with the shorn fibers of the rope holding the door closed. I clumsily try for three minutes finally opening the door. Darn fingers. My grandmother is superstitious [...]

30 05, 2017

Letting go of a Dream

By |2017-07-07T22:58:45-07:00May 30th, 2017|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: , |0 Comments

Letting go of a Dream Sometimes there is only letting go; the methodical tendril releasing process of letting go. Sometimes there is only seeing things as they truly are, filters off, wishing replaced with penetrating 20/20 vision. There are signs you have arrived here. You know them. You can’t hide from any parts of your community. The orbits around [...]

1 05, 2016

Ascending Princes and Plagues

By |2020-11-05T23:01:00-08:00May 1st, 2016|Categories: Uncategorized|Tags: , , |0 Comments

“Prince Live – Purple Rain (halftime show Super Bowl 2007)” — Prince R.I.P. One year-this year-we lost Prince and David Bowie, we became unemployed, survived a suicide attempt, brought audiences to tears singing Eliza Doolittle’s ‘I could have danced all night’, suffered a serious concussion and endured 103.8 flu temperatures. We canceled vacation and receptions, disabled [...]

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