Category Archives: music

Pastiche

In November, I began experimenting with scent memory and the effects of different musical styles to get me in the mood. Then there was a great and heavy sigh from my inner critic when I finally told her off, that … Continue reading

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Throw Me Thursday: Coming undone

Small town curiosity shops hide grandmothers in pieces of felt, hat pins, antique jewelery made from woven hair, hand sewn lace, lilac sachets. Grandmothers with tangled hands and kaleidoscope eyes the size of herons peak through empty glass pop bottles … Continue reading

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Unequivocal

We are waiting for a storm. The winds are high and warm, all the spring birds sing a frantic chirrup as if playing chase in the voice of little girls. Then it quiets, cars are missing from the streets, the … Continue reading

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Pause

We lost an old friend recently. His funeral was yesterday. While I certainly didn’t know him as well as many others I’m close to, there is a significant part of my story that has been altered. It’s hard to notice … Continue reading

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Humans I crave

“Human isolation is terrible. We want to connect and figure out what it means to write. ‘How do you live? what do you think?’ we ask the author. We all look for hints, stories, examples.”  –Natalie Goldberg, Wild Mind I … Continue reading

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What do Marla Singer, Punk-Gypsy-Cabaret and Watergate have in common?

It’s wild here tonight inside my head.  The kids are quiet, sleeping, blissful that I’ve worn them down to tired little nubs with our running and visiting and shopping on the perfectest of perfect days. I’ve nothing to do but … Continue reading

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Presence

If you can, just for a moment, place yourself in quiet. Listen. Now tell me where did you go?

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