the tracks of my tears
Some people say I cry easily. I guess it’s true. I feel things deeply. And I have no problem letting those deep feelings overflow in the form of big,…
Some people say I cry easily. I guess it’s true. I feel things deeply. And I have no problem letting those deep feelings overflow in the form of big,…
I feel deep loneliness at the core of my being. It’s part of me. It runs through me and my life like a river. I observe it and know…
A long-time friend is going through a rough patch. She had some unique and extremely challenging obstacles to overcome this week. “I’ll send you positive vibes,” I said when…
Yesterday just after sunset the horizon was mix of black and blue, silhouetted trees, fading light and the promise of tomorrow. Last night the moon shone through my window and…
Of these four, which one doesn’t fit: rug, egg, drum, sex? I remember the question. I remember the answer. But I’ll be damned if I remember the rest of the…
My cousin Catherine was born with a heart defect. She began having (then-experimental) surgeries to correct it at the age of two. She had many such surgeries and spent countless…
Here’s a short (about three-minutes) video I put together for the What I See project:
“DITTO!” was all it took to bring tears to me eyes. You wouldn’t think one word at the end of a tweet from someone you don’t “know,” retweeted by someone…
I recently returned to my meditation practice with Oprah and Deepak Chopra’s 21-day Meditation Challenge, Miraculous Relationships!, of which today is Day 16. While there are only five more days…
Multi-award winning singer and entertainer Whitney Houston was born on this day in 1963.