What’s within your reach?
One hand or two? Why… One, please. The better to reach you. to touch, to tap, to hold, to stroke, to lift, to pull, to push, to release. Not a mark on you. No one will ever know it was me, but you. What’s within your reach?
Our Senses Know What is Sacred
Ah, fresh baked bread. Remember the smell of that kitchen? The rounded loaves, crisp and golden. Two handfuls torn open to the white, fluffy softness that melted the butter instantly. Mouth watering goodness. Ooh, crystal glasses of deep red bounty set before each place. Remember that first sip? Tangy tartness or oaken boldness, swirled from lip […]
Finding Your Fit
Finding your fit is like putting latex gloves on in the dark. One way is right. One way is wrong. Stick your hand in. You’ll feel which is which and choose the right. The wrong doesn’t fit.
Get Off the Couch!
Ever been chased by an angry dog while you’re riding your bike? Me too. People will tell you how to handle this. Most of them say… get off your bike and walk, keeping the bike between you and the dog. Keep your eye on the dog, but don’t make direct eye contact. He’ll consider that a […]
re: What Do We Tell the Children?
What an important question posed by the Ali Michael, author of an online post entitled What Do we Tell the Children? Its advice lingers in my mind. Here are her talking points: Tell them we will protect them. Tell them that we have democratic processes in the U.S. that make it impossible for one mean person to […]
Stuck in the middle
That moment when you’re r e a c h i n g as far, no, farther than you’ve ever reached before. Just a little. bit. more. S T R E T C H I N G further, and further, closer than you’ve ever been before. Your thighs are burning oh, it h u r t […]
Sidedness is natural, but let’s mind the gap when we board the bias bus
We’re born discriminating, distinguishing, and differentiating because we’re born very, very near-sighted. Our first job in life is to distinguish ourselves from the world. To determine what’s us and not them. This hand I see, the one that moved when I thought ‘move’, it moved! That hanging thing that flung when I thought the move and meant […]
There’s been an explosion, but there is no bomb
Shell-shocked. I’m flattened, literally, thrown to the ground by the hand grenades being heaved in my land. There’s been a bombing, but there’s no shrapnel, no visible debris, just many, many injuries. Bodies strewn everywhere, writhing in pain. Bandaging their wounds, wrapping their torn limbs. Some, sitting motionless on the cement, with hands pressed to […]
Body Language of Nature’s Beauty
I can read you like a …rose.
Doing the Shuffle
I walked past the shuffleboard courts this morning. Empty, as they have been since I arrived and as I trust they will be when I leave. It’s an old person’s game, I guess. No cue’s or disks around or I might have taken a turn, just to see if I could still gauge the distance […]