reflection

A Musing On Truth and Lies

Can you remember the first lie you ever told? I can't. What I do remember is the flush accompanying the misrepresentation, the internal conflict when the admonitions of parents and priests collided with the need to shift blame, to deny guilt. Even the slightest misdirection resulted in an agony of self-reproach. I was never a good liar. I do not have a poker face. So, in the frenzy of outright lies and daily distortions that have accompanied our current crises -- coronavirus, anti-violence protests, Black [...]

By |2020-06-30T15:39:59+00:00June 30th, 2020|Essays|0 Comments

Celebrating the Two-Headed Beast: A Toast to Time

New Year's Eve...one foot in the past, one in the future. We watch a ball drop, twine arms and sip champagne and the months of the old year wind out behind us like a scroll. January...weather alerts and bowl games. February...does he/she love me, does he  not? March...the winds blow, carrying the faint aroma of rebirth before the cold clamps down again. April, T.S. Eliot's cruelest month...but you get the picture. Twelve months gone. Our past is written, at times in lyric poetry, often in [...]

By |2015-12-30T15:35:39+00:00December 30th, 2015|Essays, motivational|0 Comments

Tea and grAttitude – 2015

My internal clock ticks off the last minute of sleep and, bingo, I'm awake. Others in my birth family share this early-riser phenomenon. No matter how late we stay up, the need to rise at dawn is overpowering. Padding through the silent house, I try a little socks slide on the hardwood, channel my inner child and greet Eos with joy. Then the ritual takes over. Several actions must occur before I can move on with the day. Graycie, the cat who adopted us, follows [...]

By |2019-12-31T01:45:08+00:00December 15th, 2015|Essays, inspirational|0 Comments

Of Carnage and Compassion and Common Sense

Tis the holiday season. Amid all the preparations, we reel from the ongoing attacks by people intent upon forcing their way of worship onto the greater mass of humanity. The awful events from around the globe - Beirut, Paris, Afghanistan, California - regale us with images that haunt our dreams and create fear in our hearts. Reacting to that fear, some among us advocate for policies that will throw us back into history, force us to retreat from our empathy and understanding into bigotry and [...]

By |2019-12-31T01:45:22+00:00December 10th, 2015|Essays|0 Comments

A Hole in My Head, Part 2: Of Risks and Rewards

Sometimes I think I already have a hole in my head. That's old-fashioned slang that refers to something that nobody needs or wants...and some days, when I must sit down and write my stories, I think I have  a hole in my head. After all, who cares? Who cares that I closet myself with my books and my computer and the hours fly by while I'm polishing paragraphs or etching essays or streamlining stories. If I journey into memoir, I risk exposing the tender flesh [...]

By |2019-12-31T01:46:42+00:00June 4th, 2015|Essays|0 Comments

Of Beginnings and Endings and All in Between

The sun crosses the screened-in porch in long southerly slants. In the pond, ice forms small swirls, the pull of freeze and thaw evident as the temperature plays tag with the water. Six deer bound into view, stopping long enough to eat a snack and check the rear for predators. And the meadow, once full of tall grasses and wildflowers, lies spreadeagled and naked across the horizon. My boots crunch and squish as I wander. Straining to see beyond the obvious, I listen to the land whisper its dark mysteries. Here, where the thin skin [...]

By |2019-12-31T01:47:42+00:00December 22nd, 2014|Essays|1 Comment