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On Seeing My Father’s Face for the First Time in Nine Years
Memoir, Writing

On Seeing My Father’s Face for the First Time in Nine Years

I can’t say for sure exactly why, but two days ago, I sat down at my computer, opened Google, and … Continue reading On Seeing My Father’s Face for the First Time in Nine Years

I'm a Bitch, Memoir

Resilience: The Last of the Human Freedoms

The dandelion. A weed, everyone says, but it’s always been one of my favorite flowers. That lion’s mane of yellow … Continue reading Resilience: The Last of the Human Freedoms

Musings

Saying Goodbye

One hour ago I packed up my housemate and leaned through the driver’s open window to tease her. Then, I stepped back. … Continue reading Saying Goodbye

Creativity

Lost in the Woods

So I’m at that point in the novel writing process that scares the chewing gum out of me. *hack, spit, cough* I’ve … Continue reading Lost in the Woods

current events

Why Mandela Still Matters

Along with most of you readers out there, I was saddened to read the headlines today about the death of … Continue reading Why Mandela Still Matters

Spirituality, Writing

Trauma and Compassion

What if the value of our suffering–its use–is that it gifts us with compassion? I think all along I have taken … Continue reading Trauma and Compassion

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Creativity as Defiance

  When it feels like you’ve got nothing left, make it up as you go. Create a new world. And … Continue reading Creativity as Defiance

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