Wise Words

For My Mothers

The flavor is not quite the same. I don’t lack access to any ingredient, spice or seasoning one can imagine, nor the ability to have it. I don’t lack culinary experience, as a once-professional chef. I don’t lack desire. The texture is not quite the same. I don’t lack the availability of any technology…
Not Already Behind

Making Friends With Patience

Enough

I went radio silent last week. No newsletter, no blog post, no social media. I had been so bombarded with the entire internet screaming about black Friday, Cyber Monday and the nonstop election drama, I just couldn’t stomach being there. Or adding even one more thing into the mix. (Even the anti-consumerism folks wanted…
Quitting and Beginning

The Tyranny of MINE

A Bouncy Life

Dearest One, In a recent interview, I spoke about resilience being akin to walking through life on a trampoline world, as opposed to each step sinking us deeper into quicksand. I started thinking (while bouncing on my mini trampoline) about bounciness and joy. Why is it that when we move through our lives feeling…
Everything’s Fine. Or Is It?

Want to listen, instead of read? Here you go… Dearest One, Have you ever found yourself saying, through gritted teeth, “Everything’s fine.” Me too. Even when everything is absolutely.not.fine. Mine comes from a feeling that the person who is asking is not really asking, or that anything other than fine isn’t acceptable. As women, we…
Making a Mess

I’ve always tended towards messiness. There was a brief period, just after entering into motherhood, during which I tried to control the tides of chaos by becoming just a bit manic, but it didn’t last long. I easily reverted back into surrender to the disorder of my life. I have yet to become, in any…