The mailman really was my Santa Clause, as I surprisingly waxed prophetic in a recent blog post. It all started in mid-December when my landlady sent me an e-mail to tell me that she and her daughter were going to move into the sweet, magical, healing little blue house that I have rented from her […]
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 A year ago last December, during one of those inevitable vulnerable spells that periodically bubble up when one is attempting to reinvent oneself, I found myself emotionally gushing to a friend, “I need to drum up some Christmas magic. Where is the Christmas magic?!†After allowing myself a brief moment to […]
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My sidekick is a dog named Yoda. My car is named Princess Leia the Prius. You’d think I was a Star Wars buff, right? Truth be told, I’ve seen the six movies only one time each, and I only just watched Episodes I – III last year. I can’t even tell you what happens in […]
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Ah yes, more proof of Yoda’s unconditional love. Yesterday morning Yoda and I babysat my friends’ Karen and Joe’s boys. In exchange, Karen, Joe and their boys dogsat Yoda at their house yesterday afternoon. Just like when Yoda waited for me at the door with constant vigilance […]
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It is Halloween and today I received an unexpected treat. A reminder of not only the warm generosity of friends, but also of the abundance of unconditional love in my life…from my dog Yoda. I returned from a couple of afternoon meetings to find a large package on my doorstep from writer Nancy Rector. I […]
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I just pushed “send” and e-mailed the second draft of my book, Seeking Shama, to my editor. Those of you who follow my Seeking Shama Facebook page know that Yoda and I drove across country in Princess Leia the Prius the last week in July so that I could work from my parents’ lake house […]
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This is my toilet. The flapper was broken. A visit from the plumber this weekend rocked my world. When Herman Bennett came to my door on Saturday, I instantly connected with his hippie Austin vibe. Herman is a singing, washboard-playing Jewish plumber with a degree in psychology. He has a long skinny braid that extends […]
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I was cranky yesterday. Hugely cranky. I’m usually a naturally happy person, but not yesterday. Actually, I haven’t been myself for a week now. It’s been a slow build of general irritability over the past seven days. I’ve known why, but there was no way that I was able to stop it. This happened because […]
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Dear 2013, “What happened to your sex life?†These were the first words out of Starr’s mouth when she saw me on New Year’s Eve. Starr is the Curandera who took me in for five weeks after we serendipitously met as I was passing through Hot Springs, Arkansas on my five month road trip. My […]
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Personal reinvention is at times exhilarating and at times exhausting. Lately I’ve really felt tested. I almost feel the Universe looking down on me, questioning, whether in the face of adversity, I’ll remain positive, in the flow, and committed to living with the cowgirl spirit, or whether I’ll crack, give up and go back to […]
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