I am so honored to feature my friend Lindsay Fischer at her most vulnerable. Thank you, Lindsay — for being so raw and honest even when you are feeling so brokenhearted. My fingers jab at the keyboard with no real reason other than to soothe. To be here, to type,…
Painted on the wall over my closet door are the words: “Live the life you’ve imagined.” So wise, that Thoreau. I wonder if he chanted that to himself each night as he listened to the dark unknowns hooting and howling on Walden Pond, calming his fears so he could sleep. The…
If I say “Mother Warrior”, you say/see/think/feel, etc… I asked Brad the same thing as Jeanne Hewell-Chambers and assured him that any interpretation would be fine. He could write a memoir piece, an essay, take a photograph… Honest, Brad, anything! What came next was a series of emails from him: What…
#Reverb12, Day 27: How will you honor your creativity? I will not be ashamed of it. I will admit that I have it. I will encourage new ways to express it. I will become friends with it and learn its language. I will invite it to the table. I…
#Reverb12, Day 21: What items did you tick off your dream list in 2012? What other, unexpected, dreams came to fruition? I grew up surrounded by hot glue guns, felt, styrofoam balls and tole paint. I went around town with my mother to fabric stores buying lace and…
