We need to feel a connection to the heroic, so often defined as inherently male.
Leaving
Whether I’m leaving on a short trip like this one or a long trip like the one next month, I feel the same mixture of nostalgia and apprehension…
Rules of the Heart
I’ve really never imagined that there could be rules of the heart, but yesterday morning a dear friend laid his rules out in no uncertain terms.
In Praise of Book Groups
One of the many blessings of my life is my book group.
Woman, Writing
Writing in public insists that we exist as thinkers and creators of our own reality. It is of enormous importance.
Memorials
I dug up a pinch of the holy dirt kept in a hole in the ground in a side chapel with convenient trowels laid alongside.
Tiffany Blue
Are we resigned, patient, wise? Or do we all learn sooner or later that pressing our noses against plate glass windows is the closest we will ever get to the goodies?
These Young Men
We are deep into another recreation of a woman-hating culture when the gains we’d painfully achieved in the 1960’s are overridden by darkness…
Graduation Day in Snow, Colorado Springs, Colorado
The great benefit of an education in the humanities, now becoming a rarity, is its introduction via the Greek and Elizabethan playwrights to what they called “The tears in things.”
Where the Bee Sucks
As a devoted reader of all of Shakespeare’s poems, I’ve always been puzzled by the verb, “sucks” in this line from The Tempest.