The Pact: An 8th Grade Memory
The paper which fell from my notebook and landed on the floor of Room 220 at George Washington Junior-Senior High School and was then picked up ( and read --- OH NO!!!!!) by Miss Ortino, aka The Jolly Green Giant…
My Midsummer Night’s Dream
“A wink is not a blink,” he says coyly, closing one eye so quickly I would have hardly noticed it happened at all except for the twinkle that lingers in the corner of his opened blue eyes and the hint…
Of Moon Walks and Broken Dreams: Rendering a Distant Memory
a repost --- in honor of the 42 anniversary of the moon walk...I have been trying to write about the 40th anniversary of Apollo 11 since last week. I wanted to write a piece that talked about where I was…
Looking/Back
My back hurts a lot. All the time. My friend Elizabeth who knows about chakras and energy medicine and reiki and tarot and goddess wisdom and more tells me: People with back pain live in the past. It is your…