We’ve all seen them: the little stickers people put on their cars that represent them, sometimes a significant other, and some sort of offspring of the child or pet variety or even both. They can be simple lines and circles, or they represent not only the family but also some other interest of the driver … Continue reading
Tag Archives: musings
Drunk Rockstar
When my son was a toddler, we likened our lives with him to living with a drunk rockstar. He’d trash the room in an inebriated rage, throw himself into the arms of beautiful women, demand food and drink at odd hours, melt down again, then-all smiles-approach you with arms wide expecting immediate devotion. It was … Continue reading
Attend
Once there was Harvey, but he was not the first, just the first name I can hang my mind on. Then there were earthquakes. Then there was Irma. Then there was Maria. Then shootings. And fires And so much more I can’t contain in my head in the few minutes I take to write this. … Continue reading
Sometimes You Get Lost
I have this analogy that I use all to regularly in my life where time is a stream that I am drowning in. It flows over my head so fast that all I can do tuck small, squeeze my eyes shut, and let it buffet my body and mind. There’s no joy in this. It’s … Continue reading
Total Solar Eclipse of the Heart
There are some experiences that are so deeply myself that I don’t want to share them. Not even with myself in a private journal. Some experiences are so in the body that to abstract them into language and symbols just isn’t possible. I almost feel that way about the total eclipse. So many people asked … Continue reading
It’s a Season
I tell my friend who feels overwhelmed with her two toddlers. Literal Irish twins both born in the same calendar year, they are a relentless tag-team of unflagging energy. She barely nods before she’s rushing to make sure that the one who just got bopped over his head by the other is okay. I’m not … Continue reading
Snow Pack (Blood and Stone part 2)
It’s mid-August and there’s still snow on the Sierra Nevada. So many people I’ve talked to note the presence of patchy iced water with pride as if somehow all of us here in California did that. Made the rivers flood again and the Eastern Sierra fuzz green with our hope through the drought years. And … Continue reading
