Monthly Archives: July 2011

Ice chomping

“Listen, I’m not bi-polar,” she said to me over lunch, tightening the tension in the air around us. “Okay,” I said, because I knew that’s what needed to be said. Her eyes didnt blink.  I just sipped my water and … Continue reading

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that I would be good

Beautiful bouquet.  Thats what we are, you know. Who gets to say what’s good?  Or who’s good? Who says?  Who decides?   It’s me.  It’s you.  Every day.  Every moment.  We get to decide what is meaningful.  What is important.  What … Continue reading

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Vaya con Dios mi amiga

After an incredibly stressful morning dealing with two cases of female child angst, one case of husband overload and my own head-case of suppressed fiery rage, I drove into a parking lot near the Santa Monica 3rd street promenade.  Luckily … Continue reading

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Happiness hits like a bullet in the back

 Each of us has a huge lawn.  Yes, thats right. HUGE.  And every one of these grassy knolls has two distinct sides.  The first, mostly seen by others, is awesome.  Lush and green.  Perfect for long summer days of lounging … Continue reading

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Obviously Oblivious

PRESS PLAY FOR AWESOMENESS: I can see the forest.  But the trees are a blur. Deaf to what they all were singing. Despite knowing the tune. Gonna kick the darkness ’till it bleeds daylight. 12 years and 2 days.   … Continue reading

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Porchlight

I admit it.  I have been that girl.  The one who turned out my porch lights when certain people came to me in their darkness.  But I have also been that woman.  The one who welcomed in junkies and misfits, … Continue reading

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missing groovy

   press play:  sailboats groove on the water.   i watch from painted dry land wishing i could throw off my clothes, throw up my sails, and groove with the wind behind me. i never did sew up that hole … Continue reading

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I’ll blame it on pms

HIT PLAY: speak to me of days outside frustration.  the kickboxer i used to be now stuffed inside my womb.  i remember giving birth.  i wanted the pain.  both times.  i wanted the pain.  the nurses wanted to shut it … Continue reading

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Teaching kids the F word

Driving in the car this morning with my daughters… 4y.o. – “Mama!  Put on that song – I’m driving round town…”   So I do (the clean version).  The kids start dancing and singing along.  (As does Mama.) 8 y.o. … Continue reading

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We dont stop

No matter if it’s political, personal, upbeat, sexy, heavy, beautiful – whatever – Michael Franti’s songs bring tears to my eyes.   Yes he’s talented, yes he’s hot, yes he’s intelligent, Yes!  But the real reason he moves me is … Continue reading

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Painted secrets

The desert laughs at us because we think it is barren.  But it is rich with life.  And beauty. The arches and curves and mountain sized canyons stretch out with boulders to climb.  Just like a woman. Waiting for that … Continue reading

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Making Pies

Sad soul sweetness.  PRESS PLAY: There are these little things in life that almost seem pointless to bring up in conversation.  Yet if we take a wide-shot of our lives, its the little things that will fill up the frame. … Continue reading

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Eat. Pray. Rock.

Humor+deliciousness+musicianship = PRESS PLAY Imagine this: We all stand in a giant circle and throw our problems into a big pile in the middle.  We are then told to reach into the pile and take ownership of any problems of … Continue reading

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