Saturday Clean-Up Day
Your electric razor buzzed over the whiskers as your left hand parted the folds of skin covering your jaw line leaving only one unruly clump of gray on your right cheek.
View ArticleMoving Day
You wanted to move home, not from one set of white sheets to another. You knew what it meant when they moved your recliner to the new room. … You would never get to go home, except to God.
View ArticleLet’s Write a Book
You know that book we always talked about writing. I want you to write it, but don’t make me sound too good. People don’t like it when people are too good. And don’t give away any of the client’s names...
View Articlei don’t understand
I don’t understand any of this. Why can’t I go home? Let’s go outside! I want to feel the heat, see the sky, taste a coke. Ahhhh! That’s better! Life is still good! Thanks for all you do for me. …read...
View ArticleConversations
How is Mark? Elizabeth? Mary? Laura? Gustavo? Ben? and what is the little one, Kia? No, Kai. And your mom, Claire? You’ve lost so much weight! It looks good, but did you really mean to loose so much?...
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Gift Horse to Guatemala
Thanks to the Power-That-Is El Arco de Antigua for the drop in the American Airlines ticket prices to Guatemala. Following the loss of the bodily presence of my friend, mentor, and co-founder of The...
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rooftop cactus
It stands proud, showing its thorns to the world, protecting its soft juices with prickly clothes. Perhaps I should wear sack cloth and ashes.
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Democracy Guatemalan Style
Guatemalan elections: Held on Sundays and only restaraunts and emergency services are open; Families take their children out and show them the process and their excitement for it; Men get haircuts (and...
View Articleriver of stones – Irish Oats
Oat grains fall out across the counter and escape to hide in cracks I never knew existed in the grout. They are not the orderly army of fiber I thought I commanded. They turned into a guerrilla attack...
View ArticleTwo Week Countdown
I’ve got that slightly detached feeling of trying to look at how I’m feeling about going on a real trip, adventure, … journey. The preparatons have been consuming and I hope they will allow us to be in...
View ArticleIt Takes Time
Sure, it takes time. And, it’s expensive. And, it’s a labor of love. Two years ago I had just started thinking about yoga. I needed to calm and focus. My back hurt from stress, driving too much,...
View ArticleJust a Cup: The Jukebox of Life
My husband has a ‘jukebox’ in his head. All the songs he has ever heard, even a phrase of a song while he was passing a clothing store he refuses to enter, go onto the jukebox. Then they come out on...
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Just a Cup: AHAMAHAMA
In a few days I will be the guest in another country, Guatemala. As in years past, I will be greeted and welcomed in the homes and hostels and inns with ‘bienvenidos’ and ‘mi casa es su casa.’ And, if...
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