Category: Rambling

  • Tree Hugger 

    Chronology is someone else’s problem. I’m more a stream of consciousness girl. I’ve already told you about my motivations for going to Everest Base Camp – and then there’s the journey and the preparation for the journey, the gear, the must haves and the never do this. Let’s talk touchy feely preparation. I knew from…

  • Sleeping Beauty

    I’d forgotten how hard blogs are. There’s a story to tell and I keep thinking it’s about Nepal. I should be writing about Nepal. I am supposed to be writing The Nepal Story, after all. So, why can I not write about Nepal? Dramatic sigh. I was once told by my mentor to trust my…

  • Why Nepal and Why Now

    It is hard facing the dark after a beautiful light is so suddenly extinguished and yet Stevie Nicks’ haunting voice rises up to remind me, “there’s a heartbeat and it never really dies.” This, I remind myself as I sit at a funeral of an 18-year-old who’d died so tragically in a car accident a…

  • Birthday

    I’m dead with dying There is an eye I refuse to catch I was born with knowing I look and I listen and I discern I know You’ve caught my eye I’m not God But I know Tell me everything The bile and the filth and the worst, pour it All that will be left…

  • Fight for Your Rights, Grace Needs a Vacay

    there are no promises that can be kept by gift we live by right we die grace is optional except when it’s not the grace to bear grief is sometimes always never the only prayer there is in these hot, breathless last days, it’d do us to get on with the praying sooner than later

  • A Summary of My Life Thus Far

    I’m a writer or something like that. I will regain my status as a tap dancer soon. I had a boy, lost a boy, got another boy. Loss pending. I adopted a dog, adopted another one, and adopted another one (the last of which was in part due to my fondness of odd numbers, 3s…

  • Down to the Quick

    In Lady Antebellum’s “Need You Now,” one of the lyrics goes, “oh I’d rather feel something than nothing at all.” Well, then. Clearly, they’ve never felt the peace of feeling nothing at all because although not a pleasant experience, if you can get that numb, it’s something that one really would prefer at times, especially…

  • And the Emmie Goes to…

    Seriously, what has been up with my sporadic blogging. I’ve been writing but it doesn’t strike me as something I want to put on my blog. I’m working on a series of essays about different aspects of my family. I have been going out with a much younger man, solidifying my cougar status. It’s been…

  • Something Other Than Fate

    On Monday, happenstance occurred. Happenstance, I say, because I’m not sure I believe in fate or destiny, puzzle pieces fitting together just so. I see a yellow sticky note on my office floor. I leave it there for several hours. I have things to do. In the mid-afternoon, I pick up the note and take…

  • Questions and Shit/BTW I have tonsilitis.

    All about me. In one word describe how you currently see yourself: homely One prominent nickname you were given: ML or in my other life, Lo One strange fact about yourself: I hate constrictions of having to come up with one response when I mostly have several responses to questions, some of which are mutually…