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Repurposing your life

Recycling a life is not new for a lot of people who have experienced war, tragedy, and near death. Here in New Orleans, I keep meeting people who are losing their hair and I wonder to myself if hair is not a casualty of the 2005 Federal Flood. The stress of Katrina is something we all felt we have been handling, but maybe we weren’t. For me this journey through tragedy has reaped more and…

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The myth of the Dalai Lama

The Dalai Lama is here in New Orleans – what better timing – after 19 people were shot at a second line parade on Mother’s Day. Our prayer flags have been flapping in the wind for weeks now and there is a buzz in the air, a hope that his presence here will bring healing. A financial journalist said when the Dalai Lama visits good tidings follow in terms of the marketplace. We need more…

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A stress free day

I was in the park on Monday and a woman approached me because she had had cancer and thought I had too. She showed me her photos of herself bald and I thought to myself while she was scrolling through her iPhone photos that she looked a lot better bald. Today, I woke at 5am and meditated and then had my coffee before reading through a number of emails that were left open to follow…

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There is a first time for everything

This morning Tin’s tooth fell out and tonight the tooth fairy is coming – all of this is happening at the Blue House (read: not my house). I’m not going to boo hoo but I’m just going to say this – it sucks. You wait 50 years for a child and have to split your time and it just sucks. Just sayin. No one goes into a relationship thinking it won’t last and no one…

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We are the same human beings

The Dalai Lama on tour now in the United States … “we are the same human being, the way we are born, the way we die. We all want the same things – happy life, peaceful life. Bill Clinton @ Howard commencement … “the genome study shows we are 99 1/2 the same.” On the ride home from Donaldsonville yesterday afternoon, I told my friend when I was in the last years of my corporate…

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Where do I go from here?

Mother’s Day – it started with Tin in my lap on the toilet while I swayed back and forth. He had fallen and hit his tooth that is about to come out, the one he fell on more than a year ago when he fell on the bricks in front of the LaLa. The one the dentist said he would lose and has hung onto this long. Now it is coming out. Every time I…

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Witch gone wild

Last night, my friend’s daughter spent the night and about 3am I had to get up and turn off her light and Tin’s – my friend says that there is no difference between my 4 year old and her almost 14 year old – and she’s right. They both switch from moody to joyous in half blinks of the eye. And as we all got ready to head out to Zumba (it was 8:45 am)…

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My dance card is full again

Thursday – it’s Frank Ocean wannabe day, which translates into Tin dictating what music we are listening to and having me repeat the song ad infinitum. His mannerism, his focus, are all too old school for his tender age of four. Friday – it’s Sippin in Seersucker, a New Orleans tradition, but my first time to attend plus raining and cold outside. How does one dress for the occasion? Pulchritude in Seersucker (and a sweater).…

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Me and Stevie Nicks

When I was young people would tell me I looked like Stevie Nicks – and I think it was more because of my big hair than that we actually looked alike. We were of the same era – big hair: Stevie Rachel Then right after Jazz Fest a friend sent me this email (while Tin and I were knee deep in mud watching Frank Ocean, Stevie Nicks was performing across the Fairgrounds with Fleetwood Mac):…

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