Category: Notebook

Guest Post: Five Women

When my husband and I married, he shrunk his collection of books by about 80% in order to move across the Pacific, and recently I noticed the majority of his books are by male authors. If you think about it, books written by women are all too often considered “women’s lit” and movies directed by women or written by them…

Playing it by ear (3 day journey)

TUESDAY I can’t say each day what I am going to feel or hear or inhale or gather in. I know that I am not a mother. My therapist told me to express thanks for blessings already on their way and I said why. WHY. We did this one year ago, two years ago, three years ago and…nothing. The agency…

Guest Post: Language (2015)

Hola blog readers! I’ve been discovering pieces that my husband wrote in years past that, since he is no longer a regular blogger, would be fun to share (I have his blessing, of course), so I thought I’d kick off with this passion piece where he discusses his love of words and language in general…enjoy! “There is plenty of evidence…

Right this second (now)

It’s been a while, you and your letters that all came together out of the broadness of my mind. Back when I’d just let my heart go onto keys and out would come bits of my brain and heart and memories and hopes and, well, you know the rest. It’s been a while since I simply released, let that control…

Forest for the Trees

“don’t follow your passion, follow your curiosity.” ~ elizabeth gilbert Maybe that’s what it is. So many look and look while refusing to see. That’s what stifles me, what frustrates me, what causes the cursing and sends me straight to the garden to sit on the earth until I am quiet again. Do I return, do I quit, do I…

Magpie 188

Thank you, I said.  Thank you, he said back.  We walked, we ran, we stumbled towards the ocean and over the ocean and back again.  We certainly have seen a lot over these past few years, you said. And I wouldn’t change any of them for the world, because where we are now, where we are headed?  That is beauty,…

Magpie 182

there is a time and there was a time and yet today, today is the time. i sit and reach out and there it is – my life, my bliss, my unwavering fidelity, my chapters unwritten and those from long ago, dusty with lessons and aches and adventure.  i am with each moment, floating above and lying within, tracing the…

Magpie 181

it was just me then, a girl in a mirror, closing her eyes, a little smile when she moved just so and a bit like this and that. my girlhood, my memory of those years, hearing music and turning and dipping, it was never anything i left behind, just the part of me tucked away. my sweet, my dear, you…

Magpie 180

when i wrote you, i wrote of good things and how we’d someday be. we’d someday be up top on that hill, sittin’ there, you lookin’ at me, me lookin’ at you, smilin’ that little smile. we were, we did, we saw.  you loved me and you love me and you will love me, love me like there was nothin’…