On the Outside Looking In
Perhaps a chameleon, perhaps a fraud, either way, I’m on the outside looking in. The way I felt when my mother slammed the back door tightly shut and told me to stay out. There was a definitive inside and a…
Read MorePerhaps a chameleon, perhaps a fraud, either way, I’m on the outside looking in. The way I felt when my mother slammed the back door tightly shut and told me to stay out. There was a definitive inside and a…
Read MoreThe chill of yesterday has given way to a delicious warmth as I sit on this roughhewn pine bench, chalky crushed stone beneath my feet, on the grounds of the Provincetown Art Association Museum. Waiting for art class to begin,…
Read MoreThe peaceful quiet of an ordinary morning was about to shatter, a dark family secret revealed with one phone call. Will the truth really set you free? Will the truth add another crushing layer of unexplainable pain and horror to…
Read MoreI love books. Like an old friend or your favorite flannel-lined slippers, there is a comfort, a knowing. I return to my bookshelves frequently to pause, and pull a trusted friend from the stacks, revisiting the pages that transformed me…
Read MoreThe rising sun has yet to beat me to the coffee pot, and the sacred hush of predawn solitude is my nourishment this morning. The deafening quiet allows my creative spirit to rise from her slumber. My feet are not…
Read MoreThe Saturday mornings of my youth were spent dancing to the funky rhythms with the Soul Train gang, and wishing I was black. It was 1971, I was fourteen, and as Soul Train made it’s television debut, R & B…
Read MoreThe simple words of a quote written on archival paper brought forth a rush of longing and peaceful insight. “Work to become not to acquire”. Bursting forth the seedlings of understanding and revelation, our trip to Buffalo to visit our…
Read MoreThe morning started just as any other. Who could have known that in just a few short hours I would have an encounter that would set me on a path for life and alter my destiny forever? As all others…
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