I traveled a great distance to be here and now. Across vast craggy mountains I climbed, stumbled and fell. Clinging to rock with bare fingers and broken nails, I thought I would die. I did not. Crawling, I continued, on hands and knees through bushes and briars, whose branches tangled and pulled at my hair,…
…and I mean that literally. It has been well known in certain ancient traditions that what a person thinks and says, especially repeatedly, are of the utmost importance. These thoughts and words become actions, evident in what a person does, reflected ultimately in the reality a person creates. When I was 19, the Jamaican singer,…
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I thought I’d put that baby to bed. I received a call from area code 561. I know more than one living in that zone, but rarely speak with them, at least not on the telephone. There is, however, a particular person, with whom I don’t speak at all. Folding laundry, my phone rang. I…
A monster dwells inside of me. A demon. She cries an eye for an eye, though justice is not her name. I have caged her. Poured water on her head. Tried to forget. Still she escapes her bonds from time to time. Less often now than before. When met with like she grows stronger. Malevolent…
We met at Lollapalooza on August 10th,1994 in Bayfront Park, Miami. I was a hot mess. Hair up, keys tied around my neck, cut off jeans shorts, red low tops and a white Hanes undershirt, rendered see through by the mist tent. He was tall, dark and handsome, with luscious red lips and curly hair. …
I write this high. Not on synthetically manufactured drugs from a pharmaceutical lab, nor those of dubious origins (most likely cooked up in the kitchen of a trailer somewhere within the backwoods of our great nation). No, I am high on a natural combination of chemicals that I don’t pretend to understand. Though the exact…
…yes, but did it make a sound? I’m about to admit to a flaw in my character. I love to be right. Unfortunately, it doesn’t always work out, but that’s ok. It keeps me humble. Meanwhile, last night I was having an argument with a science type, a brilliant and genuinely funny, science type. …
I took these photos over the summer, on our road trip from Chicago to the Grand Canyon. The simple acts of seeing these sights and being out in nature made me feel so alive and connected to Mother Earth; she is truly spectacular. I was, and am, ensconced in her warmth and in awe of…