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Power to the peaceful

My stylist, who not only gives me a good haircut and color, also always has a new piece of music I need to check out. The last one he recommended was Michael Franti, who is coming back through New Orleans and who I will sadly miss because I’ll be out of town. But Franti’s music has got a wonderful feel to it – even the 14 year old said so herself (and she knows everything).…

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How do you say I love you?

Today, the sky opened up and out came hail, thunder, lightning and lots of rain – the sideways kind – the type of storm I love and missed in California. I was getting my hair done as I’m still trying to undo almost two decades of red when my mother called and said she had not gotten out of bed all day but heard about this dangerous storm and wanted me to go home immediately.

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Everywhere you go, there you are

As we did our yoga class to Michael Jackson, we were supposed to be keeping our path in full surround sound view. What I could think about is my mother and how in stubbornly clinging to an image of how I want things to be, I’m missing out on what is. A lot of times when I am fed up with her, I console myself for not going over there by saying that she never…

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Gypsy in my blood

In the coming months we have a lot of travel ahead of us. There is Portugal and then Nantucket for me and Boston for T and then California and somewhere peppered in between might be a visit to meet a birthmother and then business travel. From this vantage point it is all in the future and we sit quietly in our house and crawl in our bed at night and know we will wake to…

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Loving from a distance

I spoke with mom today and she said she had been in bed all day because she did not feel well and she didn’t know why. I said well I guess we do know why. But it’s up to you to decide if you want to do something radical like go into detox and get on a road to feeling better or if you are okay with where you are now. By the way, I…

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New beginnings

This morning we woke to a still and glassy bayou and a plastic water bottle filled with exotic yellow flowers. Each branch held a cluster of closed buds with a gauzy skin that covered them and when they opened each yellow flower unfurled in a curly small happy face. Yellow flowers indicate many things – modesty, new beginnings – and yet they also mean here, mystery. Who left the yellow flowers on the porch, with…

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New Orleans gains more citizens, still misses those in the diaspora

A new study out says that New Orleans gained some new citizens in the past year, but we are still woefully smaller than we were nearly four years ago when Katrina blew holes in the Corp of Engineer’s faulty levee structure. Where are we today? It’s anyone’s guess – I have heard reports that our levee system is back where it was before the storm – is that good? Obviously not. But to get us…

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The sun and the moon

It takes a long time for some notions to be digested, yet it seems like every theme does come to closure in a full circle. In early 2008, when I developed this tightness in my lower right hip, my massage therapist said that she had a vision while working on me, when she was on the left side she plainly saw a screen door swinging freely back and forth and when she was on my…

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I Ching strikes again

A friend went to see the I Ching Master in Shanghai and found out some skinny for me. He said that there is a chance we will adopt before the end of the year, but if that doesn’t happen then it will not be until May 5, 2010. He also said that T and me make the perfect couple and we are very supportive of each other. But he said in 2010 there could be…

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Wake up and smell the vodka

This morning on a typical Monday, where my day begins with way more than I have time to do, I walked Loca around the bayou and back along the shady street behind us and then hurried up to go take my mom to the doctor. I guess I don’t even have to say what he told her – quit drinking – but what was different about this doctor was he was stern and compassionate at…

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