Conversations

And so it begins anew

Conversations with My Beloved. Hours spent on the phone. Understandings achieved. Retrospective awareness of the necessity of separation and the unnecessary pain we perpetuated out of our grief. The ending of our relationship was as real a loss as the death of a loved one.

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Asleep in my lap

He sleeps, his head resting in my lap, as I type this into my iPhone. I've run my fingers through his hair, massaged his scalp, caressed his face. A stressful day for him, and he's come to me for relief.

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Bated breath

When my partner and I returned from our month in Japan, it was to a new economic reality. His company's line of credit had been yanked and so they'd closed their doors, and my profession, which conventional wisdom considers recession-proof.

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Catching up!

I can't believe it has been so many weeks since I wrote something on my blog. Again, I really want to write, but so much of my creative energy has been tied up in putting together the this site and planning the weekly podcasts.

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Footprints

Short poem written about footprints on an imaginary beach on Hawaii.

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I've been wanting to write naughty things

I've been wanting to write. The need to write has been building up like a pressure inside me. Its like sexual frustration, this need. But since mid-November I've been caught up in so many things that I just haven't been able to create the time.

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Thanksgiving 2009

Sometimes I marvel at life, the simplicity of it, the complexity of it. I cradle a changing leaf in my palm, seeing the color variations with eyes, breathless with the beauty of it.

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