Hope, Despair and the Right to Die with Dignity 101

“It never occurred to me until this storm day, while swinging inthe wind, that trees are travelers, in the ordinary sense,” John Muir’s A Wind-Storm In the Forests, Mountains of California (Muir, 1894)

calm down

When my mother was dying from cancer in 2008, my dad told me that there were 22 others living on Trailwood Avenue who were positive for some type of cancer concurrently. “There’s a lawsuit,” I told my dad. We were driving and it was warm outside and the air smells like Central California does in…

White Privilege Systemic Eradication of the Other

I missed my trauma therapy appointment for the 3rd week in a row today and it’s showing through the cracks of my face, my hands, my mouth, my eyes, my voice… is cracking. My primary diagnosis nowadays is Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and so I wondered that my experienced childhood trauma has been exceeded by…

piano solo

The next three months are an end of a season and I wonder who will be her Winter Solstice celebrant instead of Me.

don’t

tell me goodnight tonight don’t that would hurt you’re so beguiling i love you so, so much be well and love and light are your mantras you call yourself a “teacher” now what do you teach? How to document to fire your Lover?   don’t say goodnight don’t not tonight. that would be like having…