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Recombobulating?

Things I PonderAugust 23, 2023940Views 0Likes 0Comments

My mind wonders: If someone can get DIScombobulated... Can they then get REcombobulated? I kinda feel like I'm doing that as I unpack from yet another absolutely fabulous 10-day trip -- this time to the beach (Ocean City, Maryland ... which is a really quite a lovely beach and yet another wonderful asset in Maryland living,) with near-perfect…

Rain at Burning Man

Burning Man, ExperiencesAugust 21, 20233KViews 1Like 0Comments

It rains during Burning Man. Not much. Not often, but it does. It rained the first evening on the first night of the first year I attended Burning Man. The rain came around 5:30 p.m., the temperature plummeted, I put on every single piece of remotely warm clothing I had packed -- my Uggs boots, my…

Hammered … and helped

ExperiencesAugust 19, 2023507Views 0Likes 0Comments

I don't know where you stand on the subject of "your guides," or angels, or helpers or, let's just go big, and say God Him/Her/Itself, but I've had an experience or two (or a bazillion) where some form of protection and support sure seemed to play a hand in my experience. I'll tell you such a…

Reaching for the skies … and bringing everyone along with her

Other WritingAugust 15, 20231KViews 0Likes 0Comments

Here is the link to the Laurel Independent printed feature story I wrote about Melinda Lee, principal of Laurel Elementary School. The story is page 8. And here is the full and longer story I wrote, below. ______ Reaching for the skies … and bringing everyone along with her Melinda Lee Retires after 22 Years as…

Whaaaat?

ExperiencesAugust 15, 20231KViews 0Likes 0Comments

I'm sitting here this morning, going what? what? what did I eat yesterday that has my face so puffy this morning and my body feeling a bit inflamed? I wracked my brain (well, for about 47 seconds). Couldn't think of anything. Also couldn't remember what I ate except that bowl of steaming chipped beef in nama…

Goodbye, Amber

Stories big and smallAugust 9, 20233KViews 0Likes 0Comments

We met at a party. It was my party .. well, one I was co-hosting with my friend CJ at his beautiful, waterfront property in Annapolis. It was an odd-interesting-weird party in that about half the attendees were burners and people comfortably attired in skintight, purple lamé pants, or a furry vest, or some wild…

On a mission

Little BitsAugust 8, 2023930Views 0Likes 0Comments

There is a tiny lone ant, way up high on my ceiling right now. Doing its thing. Looking. Sensing. Exploring. It's not going to find anything up there. Nor do I need to do anything about its lot, plight, mission or drive in life. It just is. And all is well.

Coming. Here.

Little BitsAugust 7, 2023838Views 0Likes 0Comments

I love the intense summer storms of Maryland. When I was a kid, we had a front-porch swing. I could sit outside -- and often did -- as the storm's intensity surged, the thunder rumbled and roared, the lightning spiked across the sky, and the rains came. To this day, when the summer storms come, I often…

Every. Little. Bit.

Things I PonderAugust 4, 2023873Views 0Likes 0Comments

If anyone, ever, were to create a job where someone had to wear a specific piece of clothing for 60 seconds -- or maybe 10 --and inform the clothing manufacturer that the tag was itchy AF and annoying and feel-able and there and present and impossible to ignore, then I'm just saying I could do…

Self before service

Things I PonderAugust 2, 20231KViews 0Likes 0Comments

I was writing this note to a friend (and fellow Empath), whom I know is "going through it" right about now. The short email became longer and I figured I'd share it here in the hope this message resonates with the -- IDK ??? -- 10, 15, 20 percent ??? of the population that leans…

Fates Unknown

NatureAugust 1, 2023929Views 0Likes 0Comments

I was weeding, "edging" by hand the encroaching grass around the fig tree at my mom's place, when a toad hopped out from where I was working. I paused. It paused. Toads have that stillness thing down pretty good. I was about two feet above it, watching it. I noticed it was watching a praying mantis.…

Hi, Barbie!

CultchaAugust 1, 20231KViews 0Likes 0Comments

I heard it. The woman behind me did, too. As 11 of us traipsed into The Walrus Oyster & Ale House in Columbia, Maryland, having just sat in a clump in a sold-out theatre to watch Barbie, with most of us wearing some form of pink: myself, clad head to foot in pink, purse and sweater,…