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Tom dresses up like Santa Claus. He has decorated a corner of his front yard with Christmas backdrops pinned to the fence, along with...

Sometime in April of 1973, just days after I turned twenty-one, I started waitressing at The Whisky A Go Go on Sunset Boulevard. I knew...

Let the beauty we love, be what we do. There are a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground. ~Rumi I looked forward to the retreat for...

Photo Credit: Sebastian Kaczoroski Texas. Ground Zero. Back to where we started almost fifty years ago. It took three years for Roe v....

I am so grateful to be writing. The process helps me to make sense of the world and make sense of my life. Making books is my passion,...

The small stone Buddha was meant for the garden, but it was cold and raining the day that I brought it home. Thinking I’d move it outside...

I put aside a work in progress, a manuscript that needs to settle before I can pick it up again. Such an action stirs in me other...

Why does nature keep us alive after we can no longer reproduce? Our biological usefulness that assures the proliferation of the species...

For ten days, I haven’t written a thing. Instead, I’ve let myself be overcome by summer, getting drunk on the exquisite heat that lingers...

Recently, my friend Tara was taking some pictures of me in the park. In one shot, the light was just right, revealing how silver my hair...

If she were alive this mother’s day, my mom would be a hundred and ten years old. She’s been gone for twenty years, but I can still hear...

I would love to tell you that I’m so evolved that I never lament lost youth. But, I’m only human, and today this human is thinking way...

The whole mask thing is exhausting. I don’t mean wearing a mask. I understand that pathogens can be passed through air. I see a mask as a...

My message, work, and sense of purpose is about women. I advocate for women to live lives of opportunity and equality on a level playing...

I try to stay on a schedule and post a new blog every Thursday or Friday. But this week, I feel like a little kid about to be let out of...

For the longest time, I thought that my husband and I were the worst dinner guest in the world. When kind and unsuspecting people invite...

Snowed in. Now there’s a phrase I never expected to use again. Not when hubby said to me, just prior to our move here, “we’re going to...

The road is straight, marsh water on either side. A lot of the Keys are like this; a solid piece of highway, that banks down to the...

I remember my first business website. So new was the idea, that the local newspaper called and asked if they could do a story on my...

The spirit of creativity is the spirit of beauty, the broken and the whole. Art is a mirror unto the soul. ~ Stephanie As World War II...