I wrote this poem ten years ago, and just recently rediscovered it. It’s a poem about beauty (and my Great Aunt Thelma). I visited her in Wisconsin and was enraptured for the entire visit. It was the only time I spent with her as an adult, and it was also the last. Shortly after that…
A new domain of psychical expansion, that is what we lack. And it is staring us in the face if we would only raise our heads to look at it… -Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, The Phenomenon of Man
When I was 14, I wanted to be a fashion designer. I sketched some designs (which I thought were marvelous), and sent them off to a design contest that was advertised in the back of my Teen magazine. I never heard from them, and therefore I decided that I must not have any talent for…
In the past two months, I’ve started three separate support groups. Two are work-related, having to do with marketing and book promotion. The third is a small group of friends to support our creative process (we commit to daily writing and weekly artist dates.) All three groups have been amazing, helpful, and instructive. I’m really…
My brother-in-law is a big fan of Goethe (full name: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.) By the way, I just discovered that the proper German pronunciation of his name is “Goo-t’h.” (Don’t feel bad—apparently his name was a challenge for people to pronounce back in his own day, as well.) In any case, every time I’m…
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