Because Everyone Should Write A Memoir, Dahlinks*
Living Below My Means…
I've chosen to live below my means, in a smaller house than many of my pals, with as few toys as possible, and as few requirements as are absolutely necessary. I installed an expensive geothermal heating and cooling system, because the existing baseboard electric heat...
Once Upon A Time On Halloween
*a submission to local arts and culture magazine, which will be published in August? September? Maybe, if they like it! Fingers x'ed, yet what matters is that I do. 🙂 It was Halloween, the perfect day to move from the Catskills into the big city; what’s the worst...
Little She Bear the White
"As you read a book word by word and page by page, you participate in its creation, justas a cellist playing a Bach suite participates, note by note, in the creation, the coming.to-be, the existence, of the music. And, as you read and re-read, the book ofcourse...
I’m. Not. Sorry.
Discipline is the art of not betraying yourself. - Marcus Aurelius It happened again. A woman I know, in a local rec center locker room, apologized for taking her shirt off in front of me. Sorry?! What are you sorry for? We're in a locker room, I just got out of the...
Embrace Being the Villain
Prepare to be the villain in their story for finally standing up for yourself. Be preparedfor those who exploited your kindness to change the narrative to suit them. The tableshave finally turned. Now you stand tall. You will not be walked over anymore. ~ Samira...
Notes From Left Field: Live Like A Girl?
*My progressive opinion column for the month of September, which is based on an old blog post about Heather Anderson. This is how it works, sometimes; I want to write about a topic, knowing I've already addressed it; can I repurpose, expand, contract, modify a...
Friends, Foes & the Self
"The secret, darling, is to love everyone you meet. From the moment you meet them. Give everyone the benefit of the doubt. Start from a position that they are lovely and that you will love them. Most people will respond to that and be lovely and love you back and it...
I Am An Artist
I am an artist, my hair is rarely tamed & sometimes I sleep till noon, My house is messy and I speak to the moon. I care less about the materials that I share with my world and more about the passion inside myself. I'm an artist, what more can you expect? I am...
All Hands Belong
My dog circulates the roomwith his tail like one of the inadequate ceiling fansin that package Spanish hoteland doesn't sit so much as he collapsesinto my sad father's lap,who scratches his ears absently.What it is like to be so secure in your loves,I wonder. This...