Forget specialness

Forget specialness

“Mommy, Mommy, watch me!!” It’s a cry most of us have uttered. Certainly a cry most of us have heard. A cry that, if you’re a mom and it’s summertime, can drive you crazy. “Yes, dear, I’m watching,” Mommy says, burrowing deeper into her computer/book/magazine, wishing...
I choose love

I choose love

The cat in the picture above is Lily. Twenty years ago, her predecessor, Grace, walked into my life. Actually the fluffy orange tabby with a heart the size of Texas didn’t walk into my life … she arrived as a half-grown wild cat, a bloody broken mess in the road,...
What stands in the way of love?

What stands in the way of love?

I can’t bear to watch the video of George Floyd’s last nine minutes alive on Earth. But I can handle the Ken and Karen Show as it unfolds across FaceBook, Twitter and YouTube. Watching the video of the “Karen” in Central Park screaming at the bird watcher who...
An outrageous conclusion

An outrageous conclusion

I’ve come to an outrageous conclusion: God didn’t create this earth—or any of the rest of the apparently physical cosmos we live in. WE did. How else to logically explain this world? It’s like a long shared fever dream in my and everybody else’s head—crazy, brutal,...
The boomerang effect

The boomerang effect

Back in the old days, pre-pandemic, I would sunbathe at my favorite nude beach here on Maui. Totally exposed like that, it’s easy to get caught up in judgement. I’d watch some lithe, tanned young thing practice her yoga postures in the surf, admiring the taut lines...