Today, I called the realtor and told him I’m thinking of selling the house. He walked me through scenarios and I hung up the phone. I then went and picked up Tin and we played in the park and I looked around the historic Irish Channel and thought, okay maybe we could move closer to his school. Maybe. Then I came home and we went about our evening life. I made dinner and we sat…
A while back I received an email from a publisher collecting essays on New Orleans so I wrote one and sent it in. Recently, I received an email saying the book, New Orleans by New Orleans was published and was being launched and I could even read it at the event. I went, curious because more than anything, I couldn’t remember what I had written. I even thought this evening of not going because I…
I know you are busy. I know tis the season. I know you have lots of things to read on your bedside table. I know. I know. I know. But take a few minutes and listen to these poets reading some damn moving poetry and you will be replenished as if someone gave you more time and more peace in your heart.
BY LUCILLE CLIFTON these hips are big hips they need space to move around in. they don’t fit into little petty places. these hips are free hips. they don’t like to be held back. these hips have never been enslaved, they go where they want to go they do what they want to do. these hips are mighty hips. these hips are magic hips. i have known them to put a spell on a man…
We’re nearing that time when school lets out and Christmas comes and then New Year’s and then we rewind and repeat. Or rather this year, we move down our new path. I wonder how many of you had a transitional year the likes of mine? I came out the gates of 2012 with a roar, ready to rock n roll, and suddenly got derailed and rethreaded and miraculously, re-energized. This has been a year for…
I was speaking to a friend of mine who said that her now husband told her many many years ago when they had first started seeing each other that he found an old prayer card in a gutted out home that he was working on and he prayed for nine days that she would find her higher path to happiness. She said she would marry him on the 9th day. Everybody has something to say…
Saturday we feasted on the bounty of our garden. We cut a big thick stalk of broccoli, we picked mustard greens, we harvested the last of the basil and we made a delicious lunch. Sauteed onion with greens, steamed broccoli, and pasta pesto with brown rice pasta. Yum. There is no joy as taking food from your own yard to put on your table and turn into a meal. A meal that deserved a blessing…
Today on this beautiful sunny day, we made homemade granola for Christmas gifts, we jumped on the trampoline, Tin helped his neighbor make orange muffins, a friend came over and put his hair in twists and showed me how, and we watched Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer in claymation yet again. I read a post on Facebook from a woman I know suffers from an auto-immune disease, she made a plea that you would never…
We put up the menorahs today – all 13 of them including the 14th which is the electric one in the window. And Tin kept saying he didn’t want Hanukkah to be over. Duh, neither do I, how do you get over having all those candles lit every one of these dark nights that always come too soon to be put away. Tonight, instead, we had a special visit from Tin’s godfather’s parents, who came…
Last night, I went to see Anna Karenina and was looking forward to a date night with myself. Tatjana has been in Croatia for almost two weeks and it’s been difficult to get any time alone so I treated myself to a night out. Sunday meditations have been suspended, night time television watching has been a non event as I usually follow Tin to bed, and Heidi’s walks have been suspended or nearly abandoned. I…