COVID-19 has been many things to each of the many of us. Right now, I’m working on neutrality. It’s not an easy place. It’s a Buddhist place, although I’m not a Buddhist or anything but spiritual. By neutral, I mean attempting to observe and...
Dear Peeps, You know why we’re having racial protests right smack in the middle of a pandemic, don’t you? Think hard with me here….In this sub-series in The Journey with Grace—”Grace in the Time of Corona,” I’ve been writing about...
Mother always said: “If you point a finger at someone, remember, you have four pointing back at you!” So. As I write on the scorching hot topic of judging, I’m highly cognizant that I’m outnumbered in the pointy finger department. I’m...
Greetings to the echo chambers of cyberspace from a forgotten blog, marred by the convenience of Facebook, a too complicated platform, the increasing busy-ness of life. I think of you fondly and often. Sorta. Quick and dirty share here. A cut and paste from the thief...
“I am invisible.” Silver-haired, attractive, the woman seated in the back self-identified as a 60something. Her pain was familiar. It is familiar to most every “woman of a certain age.” The occasion of her comment was midweek at a “Men...
Woman after woman. Friend after friend. In the last two weeks, I’ve read so many #MeToo and #WhyIDidntReport Facebook threads of women sharing that they were also sexually assaulted. Epidemic. Although I shared my #MeToo *sexual harassment* on Facebook a year...
From Heartache to Hope: middle tennessee families living with autism, a book by Leisa A. Hammett & photographer Rebekah Pope. Click here for more info plus ordering details.
