Category: Waking Up
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AJ’s Master Class #2
Hello loves, I just got another beautiful “AJ’s impact on my life” letter and it connected to the second thing I would have talked about at the funeral if I’d taken more time. As I mulled the letter over, I half-remembered a poem that referenced that topic. That same night, as I went through my…
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eulogy for a baby
My baby nephew AJ died two weeks ago. His parents, my brother and his wife, asked me to give the eulogy at the funeral. One would think that distilling a life that only lasted gestation + 5 weeks could perhaps be a tricky thing, but in fact it was easy. After sifting through hundreds of…
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Grocery Store Grace
Yesterday I made a quick run to the grocery store a mile down the road, an entire world away. Instead of the fresh, organic, independent brand, small batch, sexy imported or even sexier locally produced and lovingly packaged food that I like to get at the Food CoOp, Trader Joe’s or Whole Foods, most everything there…
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The Ultimate Existential Hack
I have this trick that makes shitty things easier to bear. Ready? Lean closer. Here it is – I have a theory that, before I came to earth, God and I went on a little date.
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What If I…
It was one of those end-of-summer/beginning-of-fall Michigan afternoon days. The sky was the color of blue so common in drought-afflicted California, which I’d been missing sorely all summer while suffering in the humid purgatory of midwest peninsular living. My bumper-sticker-covered black RAV4 was humming down US-23 on the way back from selling shimmery violet eye…
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Hamsa, or The Time I Almost Got Blown Up By A Possible Terrorist
Hilde and I took a train back to Madrid from Italy that summer. We had just walked five hundred miles across northern Spain as peregrinas on the pilgrim trail of Santiago de Compostela with many of our siblings and several friends and decided to treat ourselves to a week of recuperation on the beaches of…
Behind the Blue Door 