Holy moly, the ups and downs have been dizzying. One moment, I’ve got tears streaming down my face because I’m so relieved, and it seems like we’re rounding the corner back toward democracy and basic decency. Hooray! Then I remember…
Gah! My well-honed process for crafting weekly blogs and talks got totally upended this week. Usually, I pick an idea and jot a few rough notes on Monday, let it simmer and bubble on Tuesday and Wednesday (maybe adding some…
I’m attempting to maintain an even keel, to not flip my lid or totally lose my cool. And I keep catching myself doing so in ways that sometimes feel like a cop-out. To preserve a modicum of mental peace, I…
I got the word “undone” stuck in my head, and now I can’t shake it. Undone seems to be in the air these days. A conversation with Travis is what started me off. We were talking about this complicated, multi-step…
On one of our recent Zoom calls, we were talking about how much we all miss being “up close and personal.” Of course we do. It’s been an upheaving damned year in a lot of ways, and restrictions on how…
At the start of our online ballet-afrique dance class a couple of weeks ago, my brilliant and magical friend Romy shared that there had been a raccoon scare around their chicken coop the night before. When she heard the commotion…
A friend and I were talking politics. Because even though just about every conversation with almost everyone in my life these days begins with “Let’s not talk about politics,” inevitably we can’t help ourselves and fall headfirst into it anyway.…
My brother, Joe, reminded me of an exchange around the breakfast table during our childhood. Dad had just made a plan for his entire busy week, had written it down, and was sharing it with us out loud to make…
I’ve been touched this week by the idea of bigger tables. The idea that we are building, both metaphorically and literally, bigger tables at which we can gather to eat and laugh, to write and do craft projects, to connect…
I hit a wall this week. I crashed into an emotional-psychological wall with this thought: “I just can’t do it anymore. I’m totally fried.” Of course, this wasn’t the first wall I’ve encountered; I’ve been hitting them with regularity since…