Category: People are people

My philosophies of people and their people-ness.

The Day, Stripped Down

If you ask this question, I answer: Wake up, Kiss cheeks, Move sheets up to pillows Move aside blinds. (Daylight must have its way). Eat food. Water from a tap. Frozen bagels scorched In that metal box. Spread plates around the Craigslist table. Brush crumbs from cheeks. Get dressed. Move the hampers to move The…

Lean In

There has been a small book on my bedside table for a couple months now. I opened it once, and after that I did not touch it. The book actually doesn’t seem to sit or even lie on the table. It seems to hover— held aloft from the earth and all its possessions from the…

This Blog is TOO HOT, This Blog is Too COLD

Yesterday I wrote a really substantial post about cultural anxiety. Me: Did you read my post? Hubby: Oh, yeah. It was great. Wow. Me: Did you comment? Hubby: Uh no. Not yet. It was just so MEATY. I’m still thinking about it. Sigh. And thus continues my search for how to create meaningful conversation on…

Listening: “The Water Child” by Edwidge Danticat

Ours is an immigrant existence, here in America, whether we want to admit it or not. This morning I am thinking about Haiti, which of course we’ve most of us pushed to the back of our minds because we are thinking about Egypt. This morning I am thinking about Haiti because I am listening to…

The Beginning of Gone

Larry was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s disease, He’s at the beginning of the journey toward the end. Yeah, I mean, they’ve given him the magical pill, but there aren’t any guarantees. Well, just that one guarantee. Larry’s been making art that evolves from nature for a long time. He’s put the essentially impermanent into…

Must Read: The Social Animal

The Supple Unconscious Mind On Morning Edition this morning, Tina Brown recommended a New Yorker article: “The Social Animal” by David Brooks, on revelations in the science of our human nature. It’s such a “social” time for us. I mean, we are all tweetering about, texting and sexting, making friends, then unfriending, checking in and…

Close Strangers: Face-to-Facebook

Writer Jill Murphy is crisscrossing the country to have coffee in person with all of her Facebook friends (there are 379). She interviews as research for a book she is working on a book about Facebook’s impact on relationships. Here is Part One of My Interview with “My Close Strangers” writer Jill Murphy Me: What do…

3 Questions for Scoutie Girl

When I met Tara Gentile virtually, I was like: Oh Shit. Here goes. I’m probably going to make a fool of myself, drooling. Generosity is one of the keys to the success of blogger, business innovator, and creativity guru Tara Gentile. It’s all over everything she does. In fact, she has made a full-time business of…

The Company We Keep

Last week I received THREE emails in one day from friends and writers I had wanted to post here as guests. The first I put up yesterday: a raw, painful post called “Airline Food” by Zen Buddhist priest and author Karen Maezen Miller. Read it, if you dare. Tomorrow you will have access to the exclusive…

#reverb10 Day 28: Achieve is a Dirty Word.

Fuck I hate that word. So there in my email is a simply GORGEOUS woman smiling at me and underneath her is the prompt for the day and it just so happens to be one of single words in the English language that I hate more than any other. ACHEIVE. Ergh. How does it make…

#reverb10 Day 27: The Ordinary Joy of Friends

On Day 27 of #reverb10, Brene Brown asked: What was one of your most joyful ordinary moments this year? My moment was an accumulation of split-second realizations: each about the same and exquisitely lovely. They were those moments when you are looking into the eyes of someone and you suddenly see the glimmer of returned…

What it Reveals

#reverb10 prompt for 12/25: Photo – a present to yourself. Sift through all the photos of you from the past year. Choose one that best captures you; either who you are, or who you strive to be. Find the shot of you that is worth a thousand words. Share the image, who shot it, where,…

Brought to You by the Letter Z’

#reverb10 is asking: Prompt: New name. Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could introduce yourself to strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why? My answer would be easy: ZED. “Zed” is the nickname my in-laws gave me when they met me. It differentiated me from…

Healing Through Ordinariness

When I hit 40 this year, I started to feel strange. Like I didn’t understand who I was in relation to that number. It was a creeping “old and used up” feeling. But I didn’t let that hang around. At some point in our lives, we reach an age that no longer makes sense. The…