Rhythm

I’ve been so worried about my own lack of rhythm, stumbling into and through the days lately, that I’ve lost the ability to sit still and listen and feel and get into the rhythm that is buzzing away there already. It’s contained in the movement of the clouds, it’s sometimes gentled and other times roared by the ocean, it’s in the funny noises my cat makes and it’s a heart beat. … Read More Rhythm

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Not Just Marking Time or Why Christmas is Coming Too Soon or Just What do You Expect?

One of the things I love about those I love is an inherent generosity that’s expressed in a range of ways, whether it’s through providing a shoulder or financial support, an open house to whoever needs connection or shelter, a sharing of grief and fun and support for aspiration and a determination that we hold tight to one another. And I love that while I can be really hard on myself, their love for me is unconditional.… Read More Not Just Marking Time or Why Christmas is Coming Too Soon or Just What do You Expect?

You Turn Me On, I’m a Radio

When I was kid, hot summers were in part caught in a public service office, up a long flight of external stairs, down which my father would sometimes come to meet our anticipation as we waited in the kombi van in the late afternoon. Part of summer played through the transistor radio. My Dad would buy me little white transistor radios, and like most things truly precious to me, I would take it everywhere, I would lose or break it and my parents would replace it. There was an ulterior motive, which took the summer to the interior…… Read More You Turn Me On, I’m a Radio