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Jul.18.2008
This year is a banner year of big birthdays.  My younger sister turns forty, my older sister turns sixty, and my husband turns fifty.  My bank book turns to dust.  We are a party family, so there are many parties planned.  One takes place in Copenhagen, Denmark, where my husband Kenneth was born. ...
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Jul.07.2008
Hello! Please come to a reading: Writers With Drinks: http://www.writerswithdrinks.com/When: Saturday, July 12, 2008, 7:30 to 9:30 PM, doors open at 7:00 PMWho: Ishmael Reed, Marta Randall, Mistress Morgana, Susan Browne, FrancesLefkowitz, and Ray MolinaWhere: The Make Out Room, 3225 22nd. St....
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Jul.02.2008
I thought I'd take the things I love out for a spin on the Redroom dance floor.  "The way to know life is to love many things," beautiful crazy Vincent Van Gogh said, so here's my list.  What's yours? Getting up early, around 5:30 am, making coffee, writing. My husband Kenneth.  His green...
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Jun.19.2008
Denmark is the happiest place on earth.  So say the polls and Morley Safer on 60 Minutes.  Why is that?  The Danes have high taxes, and the weather is cold.  But other than that, their life style is terrific: great health care; students get paid to go to college; six weeks mandatory paid vacation...
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Jun.12.2008
Words.  Books.  I was looking at my bookshelves the other day, astonished at how much I've read in my life.  You'd think I'd be wiser, more intelligent, as peaceful as Buddha reading and rocking in a hammock on a summer's day.  When did I fall in love with books?  I don't exactly remember, but I...
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Jun.10.2008
Man, it's hot here in Oaktown, CaliforneyeA.  So after a long, cool shower, I walked naked into the kitchen where my chef husband was cooking dinner, and I struck a pose next to the oven and asked, "Do you think I could get into Playboy?"  "Yeah," he said, "but you might...
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Jun.09.2008
These are the golden hours.  These warm soft-blue days of June.  Yesterday, I was sitting in my backyard, listening to the wind in the trees, the running river sound of it mixed with insistent birdsong, an aria urgency, getting the bird-point across, then the usual summer hammering, everybody's...
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Jun.06.2008
Flirting is fun.  I think we should flirt at least once a day like eating an apple.  I feel a metaphor or allegory coming on, but I want to stay focused on the fabulosity of flirting. I flirt almost every day with the guys at the fish store.  I mean the store where I buy fish to eat.  I'm sort of a...
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May.31.2008
I just read a great essay in this week's New Yorker.  The title is "Awake" by Jenny Allen.  It's about sleeplessness, how Buddha, who was the "awakened one," must have learned all about it from middle-aged women.  Allen's essay inspired the following: I am a middle-aged woman,...
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May.21.2008
I started writing when I was a kid, around ten years old.  My father said he used to come into my room and there would be pieces of paper all over the floor, little pieces of paper folded up with writing on them. When I was outside playing, he'd throw them in the waste basket, cleaning things up...
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May.14.2008
This morning, the birdsong was a symphony.  I lay in bed listening to each separate note and how the notes blended together to create this natural joy.  I felt so thankful for my life, just to listen.  When I was a young girl, I used to sing all the time, and lately, I'm finding my way back to song...
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May.09.2008
For many years, Mother's Day was one horrible day.  I couldn't wait until it was over.  I used to feel that way about Valentine's Day and Father's Day.  Now I had Mother's Day to add to the collection of Days Devoutly Wished To Be Done With. The first Mother's Day after my mother died, I was...
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May.06.2008
In college, before switching to literature and writing, I majored in philosophy.  I wanted to learn how to live, why we were alive, what was the point, and to fathom why we suffered and caused suffering.  And what did God have to do with all this hoopla? I can remember trying to figure it out when...
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Apr.30.2008
This semester I'm on sabbatical, and part of my project is to pair poems/short stories with each chapter in Eckhart Tolle's book, The Power of Now.  I use Tolle's book in my Critical Thinking class, and have been winging it each time with the selections of literature.  Now I'm involved in...
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Apr.23.2008
I spent a long perilous time looking for love and not necessarily in all the wrong places.  However, I did end up in some strange situations and had more than my share of odd experiences. I often traveled by myself because everyone I knew was married or pregnant or hiding from their children in the...
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