Monthly Archives: July 2012

Saturn, Mercury, Venus, Ground

This weekend a friend cajoled me into meeting with her Sattva yoga guru,  Anand Mehrotra, for a private conversation.  The experience was somewhere between an astrological reading and a mapping of my spiritual anatomy, if I had stepped into a psychic … Continue reading

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Vigil

As a parent, I revel in my farsightedness. I step far back to capture all the dimensions that my last born lives in.  He is seven, almost eight, and has his father’s commune with mathematics. Momma, when I close my … Continue reading

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House

Rich lived in a house with grandeur of the sort that gives permission and makes you feel taller on opening each door rather than diminished by the height of the ceilings or the breadth of space. Its exterior was of … Continue reading

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Red

Ovale. Acrylic, paper, and silk thread on canvas. HH Pham and A Roodman, 2009. The red of my dreams is not a daylight color. In daylight, red is bold and substantial. It boils and gleams. It is touchable, on the … Continue reading

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The Written Life

I’ve been reflecting on that old chestnut about how you should write what you know. The theory goes — familiarity lends more layers to the telling, lets details seep through and generates the confidence it takes for the pen to … Continue reading

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Precious

A serial blog is an unnatural experience. You read a post and then have to wait days or weeks to receive the next related morsel and try to connect them all together. It’s an insane amount of patience and concentration … Continue reading

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Michael

“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.” … Continue reading

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