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I’ve been a writer nearly all of my life (at least as long as I could hold a crayon/pencil/pen in my hand). But now I can call myself an author. I have written an essay that will appear in the upcoming anthology for The Power Within. I’ve known and worked with Nicole for about a…
I knew today’s walk was going to be presence over pace pretty much right out of the gate when I heard meowing in the trees near my apartment. I paused and called out, “Kitty?” and out came this absolutely stunning grey fluffball. He had a collar with a tag and the telltale wet spot on…
You know what one of the great gifts of getting older is? I get to define my Personal Best. Without all of the chatter of other people’s expectations. And my definition of my PB is a lot different than it used to be. I’ve mentioned before that this has been a year of transformation. A…
Here are some links to stuff I’m reading this week. First, I’ll start off with my recent rant on my Other Blog about the National Women’s Soccer League. A must-read from Shea Butter FC: “What to the Slave is the Fourth of July?” As someone with Mexican ancestry, these last nine months have been incredibly…
last saturday, i decided to stray from my usual 4-5 laps around the pond in favor of following the other greenway path. even though i don’t go that way as often, i enjoy that part of the greenway because it smells like i’m walking through an old book store. but on this day, as i…
Hello, remember me? The absolute goofball with a shit-ton of notes and ideas in my Notion notebook and index cards that I fully plan to turn into a post either here or there, but due to Many Other Things, I have had neither the time nor the mental energy to write about any of it. Remember her?
Well, I’m back. Feel free to clap or roll your eyes (or both if you’re that coordinated) at this point.
We have a chance to change business as usual, to make more conscious choices. Let’s not go back to a broken and deadly paradigm. Let’s move forward toward a society that lifts all of us.
All righty, then. It’s taken me a while to get around to this post. Sometimes other projects and Real Life just demand more attention. (And also I’m finding myself more and more dissatisfied using WordPress as a content system, but that’s for another rant.) I look up at the cork board above my desk and…
I haven’t looked at the legislation to confirm this, but I’m pretty sure it’s compulsory to eat black-eyed peas with collard greens and cornbread on New Year’s Day. While I was watching WRAL last week, they had a segment with a recipe for a black-eyed peas, collards, and cornbread casserole that looked interesting. Thank goodness…
Wow. We’re closing in on an entire year in Raleigh. It still blows my mind that I actually moved across the United States. With two cats. (Who hate car rides.) I have yet to get over to the beaches but at least I no longer have to constantly remind myself that the ocean is EAST…