Advent 2020: Encroaching Darkness, Wide Awake
A few days ago, I remembered. “Crap! It’s almost Advent. Will I write again this year?” There are a million reasons not to. I often get hooked by an insidious [...]
A few days ago, I remembered. “Crap! It’s almost Advent. Will I write again this year?” There are a million reasons not to. I often get hooked by an insidious [...]
Like many of you, the following monikers flock together in a description of my week: Hopeful, fearful, exhilarating, under-stimulated, connected, lonely, annoyed, content, overwhelmed, underwhelmed. A bundle of opposites, sometimes [...]
I read 91 books in 2020. For anyone that’s unhealthily keeping track like I am, that’s 29 LESS than I read in 2019. (You can read last year’s recommendations here [...]
I’m here again, honoring the commitment I made to myself a year ago that I would take a quarterly solo retreat. This is a practice that was modeled to me [...]
Every year, I share the same thoughts about Mother's Day. I wake up thinking about them, usually in this order: My children, Wyatt and Loretta, are fascinating, tender marvels. And that [...]
A reader just wrote and asked my opinion about pots and pans. I sent her to Mark Bittman's excellent advice on a no-frills kitchen: Best Tips for Avoiding Stupid Kitchen [...]
My friend Janel and I met for our “writing group” this morning. This sacred, monthly ritual consists of taking up a table at Camber for at least two hours, talking [...]
I’m writing in April 2020, which will be remembered as the Time of Coronavirus. Everything is changing, and everything will be changed. It’s almost automatic for me to begin making [...]
Kind people know all about filtering their thoughts. They understand that being “themselves” is a threat they must take pains to spare everyone else from experiencing—especially anyone they care about.—from [...]