We are living in a digital world and I am a digital girl. This Dreamforce conference has all me all riled up – it’s like the best cure for the zombies: Meanwhile Skype is not as good as the real thing, but at least it is close – here’s my digital boy
I think I wrote a few weeks ago about being referred to as a caucasian recently during a cocktail chat I was having with someone I didn’t know. It sort of made me flinch in the same way that black does now that I have a dark skinned child who is not black, but a honeyed, caramel gorgeous brown. And yet I struggle with calling him African American because no one is calling me Spanish…
I sent the following link to a friend today for his birthday – it’s a scene indelible in both of our minds – the one in which Tom Hanks’ life is turned upside down and he is left with only the open road ahead. It’s a scene that is near and dear to my heart because unlike a child who is starting school, or the kid going off to college, or the young adult walking…
Sleep is eluding me on this trip despite the fact that I am more relaxed than ever. It’s a mystery. I lay here in the stillness of the night listening to the mosquito buzz in my ear. At 4:30 am you can’t get coffee anywhere in San Francisco. Damn. No dreams only the waking thoughts that intersect – I’m here at this conference, it’s the first one in a long time that has me intrigued.…
So I got back from the Dreamforce conference with tired achy feet and just barely got to the lobby in time for a glass of wine and, and well a tarot reading. There she was, Margaret, set up in the lobby with all of her tarot cards laid out in front of her and I said what the heck and sat down to a reading. I didn’t tell her at first that I read tarot…
It is that time in the cycle of life when people are talking about revolutions again and they are happening. This morning at the Dreamforce conference in San Francisco, Marc Benioff referred to the Arab Spring brought about by Social Media and warned we might be seeing a Corporate CEO Spring very soon as it seems most are out of touch with their employees, their clients, and their world. Since I had flown out of…
“When you realize how perfect everything is, you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky.” ~ Buddha
The last time I was at the drumming circle a woman was there with a little boy who I had seen earlier at a film showing. I asked who she was because her little boy is so cute and was told that she had asked about me too and not in a bad way, like a lot of African Americans might because you are a white woman with a dark skinned child. This morning I…
I was walking up 4th Street to Market when I saw a woman in a tight floral dress, a cigarette dangling from her mouth, changing from tennis shoes to high heels, her skate board propped against the wall the whole while. Homeless people dot the landscape. A man walked by with both of his eyes black and blue and he was arguing to himself. A man walked by with angry eyes and was cussing under…
This morning started out funky – I was stiff from having spent the night on a friend’s couch and was freezing cold since the fog had rolled in and had just not rolled back out. I walked over to sign in at the conference and stopped at Cafe de la Presse for a decaf latte in a bowl, which was nice and hot and felt so good in my ice cold hands. Really folks, it’s…