Category: Nonfiction

  • Mean Girl Part 1

    Someone shared a story the other day about how he would allow pedestrians to cross in the crosswalk, but he couldn’t allow them if they weren’t between those magic lines. Something about this anecdote  jarred me into an aha moment, or a realization about myself, a very uncomfortable, painful realization. I can be a meanie…

  • Just Pay Attention Already

    Last week I was sitting on a rock abutting the sea, having a little one on one time with God. It took me a while to realize that the other rocks, near were my feet were dangling, were teeming with crabs, large and babies. They blended into the background and my senses didn’t register them…

  • Coming Home

    Usually when I am out of town I hit a point where I am ready to go home. This was not the case this time around. Yes I missed my friends, my family, my dogs and my boyfriend, but I was also beginning to become attached to a new landscape, a new language and the…

  • Be sure to

    check out Girl Goes Global, my travel blog at: http://www.gratefulgirlgoesglobal.blogspot.com/ Coming soon, my first book of poetry, Spring’s Third Day, available in July, published by Planet Media.

  • Italian Prayer

    I needed to pray. So first I went to the two churches in town, and then I went to the sea. In the churches I found silence but for the voices, murmurs of people filtering in and out. I found art, sometimes over 500 year old art, gazed upon by many awed worshipers, recognizing beauty…

  • Ain't No Mountain High Enough

    Q: How many paths up the mountain? A: Just how big is the mountain? The size of an anthill? Maybe one or two. The size of Kilimanjaro? Well, if you say one, I will just have to politely disagree. A couple of dear friends of mine are ultra conservative Christians and I just finished an email…

  • Flight, Just Go Already

    A friend of mine has a video camera mounted near a birds nest and for the last weeks we have watched a family of five babies grow up. Today when we checked the screen however there were only four. As they are not due to fledge until Monday, we were concerned.  A few hours later the…

  • On the Dead, Dr. Seuss and Corn Pops

    When I was seventeen I withdrew my college tuition money and bought a plane ticket to California to see the Grateful Dead for New Years Eve. We actually saw three shows that trip. Yes, I know, it was a long strange trip, but now I will be turning thirty – seven in a few weeks,…