There are a few things I've been saying to my family, hoping they'll see things I see as problems and make "us" feel better. No one has wanted to
Survival is a fast car
On a recent talk the speaker asked her audience how many were "in survival mode." One quarter of the hands went up.* I found this revelatory, not
Beyond Belief
I don't go to church, my kids don't either. The other day I realized that even though I don't engage with organized religion anymore, that there are
The low road
Walking with my son in the "fairy woods," we came to an intersection in the trail we'd come to many times before. "Which way should we go?" he
to women who’ve made themselves a holy mess of wonderfulness
This is a shout out to all women, like me, who have experienced trauma and made themselves a holy mess of wonderfulness. This is a shout out to the
The worm
Do you remember that story* about the two dimensional world, and what happens when a sphere goes through it? First the sphere looks like a dot, then
They made their bed, let ’em lie in it
This is one of those posts I didn't want to write. But this refrain keeps going through my head, so this is as good a way as any to exorcise it. They
Quantum Audience
In quantum physics theory, the intention of the experimenter can determine an experiment's outcome. In this tiny world of stuff, scientists have an
A message to my son on Mother’s Day
Hi O! You are four now, and not one for lengthy or deep conversations, but there are so many things I want to say to you, so I'll write them now.
Red Face to Chance Grace
For the first time, I have experienced a random Trump supporter asking me how she could ameliorate election-based stress in her family. This came
Self Care Salvation
[first posted on Nov 10, 2016] I have been feeling shocked. But I will not stay there. When you are in shock, for real, you need stuff to survive. You
Intervention
During a rough patch in my life, I had a life-changing experience that I was the last person in the world to get "It." "It" was an understanding that
watching water drops turn to birds
So, I've been missing poetry in my life, or more like, missing the poetry of life. I used to get my fill by watching period costume pieces (think
The beach rocks
One of the happiest times of my week is walking the beach with eyes sweeping the sand and rocks. Eight minutes away is a place where my dogs can run
Walking between the worlds
If you are a woman who has faced depression or even discontent, perhaps you know what it means to walk between two worlds. One world is the literal,
