FORGET SPECIALNESS

FORGET SPECIALNESS

“Mommy, Mommy, watch me!!” It’s a cry most of us have uttered. Certainly a cry most of us have heard. A cry that, if you’re a mom and it’s summertime, can drive you crazy. “Yes, dear, I’m watching,” Mommy says, burrowing deeper into her computer/book/magazine, wishing...
I CHOSE LOVE … GODDAMMIT

I CHOSE LOVE … GODDAMMIT

The cat in the picture is Lily. Twenty years ago, her predecessor, Grace, walked into my life. Actually the fluffy orange tabby with a heart the size of Texas didn’t walk into my life … she arrived as a half-grown wild cat, a bloody broken mess in the road, having...
WHAT STANDS IN THE WAY OF LOVE?

WHAT STANDS IN THE WAY OF LOVE?

I can’t bear to watch the videos like those of George Floyd’s deawth. But I can handle the Ken and Karen Show as it unfolds across FaceBook, Twitter and YouTube. Watching the video of the “Karen” in Central Park screaming at the bird watcher who requested that...
Trust in God?

Trust in God?

It occurred to me the other day that there are millions of people — probably billions— hungry for a greater and better life.  I am one of them. Having been touched, over and over again this lifetime by something greater  (MUCH greater!) than my own puny consciousness,...
Transformation

Transformation

Looking for an image to accompany my ruminations on transformation, picture after picture of pretty butterflies floated across my screen. Blech. I mean, hey, I love butterflies. They’re beautiful, and the image is iconic when it comes to transformation. But...
The myth of self-improvement

The myth of self-improvement

I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t trying to fix something about myself. As a little girl I wanted to be a better pianist. Then a better equestrienne. As I grew older I wanted to become a better student. Then a better lover. Then a better broadcast production...