Object
I’m looking for a special object. Something that reveals me, something that is important to me. Something where the attachments don’t drag my energy down. From Big Words.
I’m looking for a special object. Something that reveals me, something that is important to me. Something where the attachments don’t drag my energy down. From Big Words.
Intimate emails: spellbinding to write and seductive to read.
In the world of self-help, failure-to-dream seems almost unimaginable. But for some of us, this got squeezed out early.
Can you go back into a relationship? Can you process out of a relationship? Maybe–maybe not. Doing anything constructive with love seems to be a bit dicey, but worth the try…These are 2 short Haikus–Love Retroactive and Love Lost, but not Forgotten, from About Love:the bittersweet heart, debutting February 22 in Portland.
In Big Words I’m looking at words that seem to expand as we get older and find more ways to think about things. Being Alone builds certain strengths and misses others.
Traveling in Ireland gave me a chance to discover my own resources and the fabulous generosity of people generally and the Irish in particular. We never see ourselves better than when we are on the road. And I can still feel my belly on the edge of the cliffs of Moher. I understand they’re fenced off these days. So much is…
I thought all families worked the way mine did. I’m still unfolding how I make decisions and where that comes from. But five miles through the snow, uphill both ways–you’ve got to have something to tell your own kids. Small is the new big. From The Passaggio.
You remember Ramblers–those little boxes on wheels? Who knew they were love machines? Here’s to all those horny kids who discovered Ramblers’ drive-in movie seats.