I think it all started with Toni Morrison. Or maybe it was the Black Lives Matter movement. Or maybe even Trump. But at some time in the last few years, I have definitely changed.
As I decorate our tree this Christmas season, I am, once again, immersed in the ritual of it. Each ornament carries its own memory, but none more so than the ones that have passed from my parent’s tree to mine. As I hang these small, fragile pieces of glass, my mind drifts back to the … Continue reading Christmas Love
Just throw open the curtains. Your apartment is your home. Your home is in you and it’s magnificent. I promise.
What if it’s the combination of our strengths and weaknesses that allows us to bring our gifts into this world?
I remembered that I am not my fear. I am more. I am what is past the fear.
Say you are born into a world where everyone sleeps naked...
Like so many others I have been swallowed by the turmoil and chaos that is filling the news. I have been obsessed with reading news articles on what is happening, moment by moment. I teeter between fear and hope. And it needs to stop. The last couple of days I have spent more time in meditation. … Continue reading The times, they are a-changin’…