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Hi there. It’s been a hot minute, but I’m happy to be back, writing. Have you heard “Hall of Fame” by The Script, ft. will.i.am? If not, go listen to it here . Go on. This’ll wait. Okay. So you listened to it. What struck you most? I can’t guess for you, but for me, apart from the driving piano throughout, I’m always drawn lyrically to the chorus and to the “you could” parts. The beat underneath them, the instrumentation, the …
I wrote this in November, but never published it. Here it is, now, still as true as ever. Today my sister taught me about grace and bravery. Now, to be sure, my sister has taught me many other lessons along the way (sometimes about the above, sometimes about other things.) But today, she reminded me about what it means to be an adult and to be in relationship. As siblings, we go back pretty far and that means that we …
My grandfather was a man of many stories… He had stories that I hadn’t ever heard and stories that I heard over and over again. I’m certain that, like all parents, he made mistakes when he was raising my mother and her brother and her sister. My uncle was married many many many times and I grew up in a family with its own set of issues. The extremeness, in some ways, of the lives that (at least) my mom …
When trees blow in the wind; the noise as they hit each other is loud, Louder than expected. When I see the moss covering the floor, I want to bend down and touch it, to enfold myself and unfold myself in it.The moss stirs the primal, the sensual, the tactile. I want to be the land: I want to be the trees swaying the bent branches, the soft moss. I want to be the moist dirt, here squishy, there cracked and …
If you haven’t seen it yet today, my free book is live on the site. Totally gift, no strings attached. Go check it out here ! And please, share with anyone you think would enjoy it.
