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Why I Am A Wild Writer
Because in a world that has become even crazier than I can remember, and I hear myself telling friends how busy and tired I am, when making a date with someone can take me weeks, and texting is the new talking, when losing my phone feels like losing an arm, and...
Maybe You’ll Teach Me How to Love
“Maybe you’ll teach me how to love.” That’s what he said to me as we lay in the sparse grass by the creek near his cabin. I didn’t know about that, though I did suspect that I was going to need to teach him about the conjunction of your – as in, your purse – and...
What I Tell Myself When I’m Feeling Down
That everything is actually okay - that your life is practically charmed; You're not sick, are surrounded by people who you love, and who love you. You have work that is built on words, a career you conjured from air, feathers and wood smoke, a schedule you made...
Watching The Heaviest Blossoms Fall
A couple of days ago I was standing in my kitchen before a class with a couple of my students, Mary and Christy, and I was telling them about all the mistakes I’d been making lately, dropping balls left and right, and Mary, who teaches a desktop publishing class at a...
27 Ways to Tell a True Story
27 Ways To Tell a True Story Write from where you are. Don’t think about what others might want to hear. Think about what’s moving through you. What’s actually moving through you now; the man you ended a relationship with a few months ago who you know you shouldn’t...
From Tinder to Tender
Last week I sent a letter to 25 of my posse asking them to help me find a sweetheart. I thought of it like a barn raising, like something I had to reach out into my community to get help for, something I couldn’t do entirely alone. I’d been on the dating sites off and...
Jupiter and Venus
Jupiter and Venus A few weeks ago I read that if I got up before sunrise on the following Tuesday morning I’d be able to see Venus snuggling up close to Jupiter in the sky. Two bright orbs winking at each other – something that hadn’t happened in a long time and...
The Ancient Medicine of Me and You
Every day for the last week and a half the Bay Area has woken up to the smell of smoke – an instant reminder that the North Bay is still burning, and that the lives of many of our Northern neighbors have been completely altered. At last count, 40 people had died,...
Call your mother…
Friends, artists, activists, writers, and lovers of everything beautiful, Our world is spinning off its axis. We lost Tom Petty, Las Vegas is reeling, Puerto Rico is still waiting, Florida and Mexico are recovering. Not to mention all the people we love who are sick,...
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