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The Three Bears

For those who have never lived on their own, might be afraid, anxious about silence, worried about fixing things, the idea of cooking for one, being responsible for paying one’s bills—-don’t be. You can do it. You can handle it. I know because not… Continue Reading “The Three Bears”

Mermaid Cove

I’m in my Enya phase—-again. A wispy, cloudy, bubbly, dream state of being.  Honestly. Honestly. Honestly. I am living my dream, a dream I’ve held onto through all, the ups and downs, the beginnings and endings and now I’m in the Now. The Now I’ve… Continue Reading “Mermaid Cove”

Princess for a week

I poured my cousin’s prune juice into my coffee this morning.  The cabin was dark, and I was stunned out of a glorious sleep-in sleep by room service or a stewart (not so sure what staff is called on a giant cruise vessel). Shadowy… Continue Reading “Princess for a week”

Today, she is free

Love is … Remember that 1970s back-of-the-newspaper, black and white simple line-drawn “cartoon”? That’s what I’m thinking about while I’m thinking about the trauma of the last week and the national politics of the forthcoming.  What is love? And how can love sustain us… Continue Reading “Today, she is free”

Trust The Women

For all the years I’ve been visiting my daughter, I rarely explore The City solo. That’s the best way to learn, when you have to figure it out by yourself. Like learning a language, when all roads lead back to you, you eventually get hip. Or… Continue Reading “Trust The Women”

And yet we do

It’s 5:50 a.m. and I’ve had another rough “sleep”. One of the babies woke up, then fell back to slumber and I figured it was as good a time as ever to rise and shine and make a cup of tea and align myself… Continue Reading “And yet we do”

Hurts Like Hell

The flight home from New York this morning post-election is grey and quiet. I swear, it’s not my imagination, but no woman I’ve encountered is smiling. Our faces are flat, expressionless, guarded—-traumatized. When we cautiously acknowledge one another, seeking those who understand, our eyes… Continue Reading “Hurts Like Hell”

Seasons Change and So Do I

It doesn’t always end like this. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. Sunny skies. Cool, light breeze. Crows cawing. Sparrows singing. The ocean tumbling, tumbling, tumbling despite the Nation’s troubling political cliffhanger. But today, as I leave to return to my Southern California peeps, it is perfect,… Continue Reading “Seasons Change and So Do I”

Nothing is an Accident

I’ve been traveling since August 8, returning to the South Bay briefly to attend my friend’s funeral. I won’t be back to my home turf until October 18 where I’ll visit, errand, and reconnect with family and friends before leaving on my Fall Sojourn… Continue Reading “Nothing is an Accident”