Rooms to expand the mind, belt an Elvis tune, seek shelter and weep across travels Just this morning my son and I were talking about his bedroom. He barely uses his room. He sees it more like a storage space than a space in which to […]
170 days. I wrote a blog post everyday for 170 days straight. Then on day 171 and specifically the 161st day of the calendar year I took a break. I was tired physically, mentally and spiritually. I could have pushed myself to write since I had ideas in […]
There’s a monkey on my head and other animal travel tales When I first started traveling to Puerto Rico a while ago on a more frequent basis, I was at first scared by the roaming pack of dogs. I would tense up and look for the quickest […]
The Month of May left me in the Middle of a Time Warp and unprepared for the coming zombie apocalypse Lately I feel like I am in the middle of a time warp. I just want to stand up, throw tomatoes at someone I keep screaming “dammit janet” […]
Van Gogh’s ear is alive, whiskey may be no more: Don’t judge this week’s wacky news by its cover My legs are hurting immensely today. I decided to do pilates before I ran on the treadmill. One could almost say I was punishing my legs […]
Little Room in the Wind Standing firm on the swaying earth Concrete and nature are holding hands Filled with goodwill mirth Sprouting understanding from the land Seeking refuge in the templed room Cheeks kissing the floor Breath out the gloom Build up your empowered core
High heels, neat hats, and a large desk with a commanding presence: My wish for dinner with Vigdís Finnbogadóttir While in the old part of Panama City, Panama, I came across much graffiti of interest and note that keeps running through my mind. Immediately upon entering the […]
In New York you do not magically have a spare room. Oftentimes, you may not really have a kitchen or you may have a bathroom for which you have to stand in the hallway in order to brush your teeth. Extra space in New York? Nah, never gonna […]
Water, water everywhere My mother was very scared of the water. She was mostly fearful of pools and oceans. When she was a tween (before said tween label existed) she nearly drowned at a New York beach. She flailed around and wailed for what […]
The Lost Art of the Handoff: Where will our Memories and Stories Go? This past weekend I went for a drive up the shore of Connecticut and came across a very quaint town called Niantic that seemed liked it was carved out from a movie set. […]