Hand Wash Cold let me sit with uncomfortable and beautiful truths. Slip transported me to a time when my son was newly diagnosed. Karen and Tanya, thank you for sharing yourselves, for sharing your truths.
Posts under ‘good books’
Sabbath
Image credit: Photo by Vanessa Pike-Russell on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons Spiritual inspiration can come from the oddest bits of serendipity. I was at a talk a few months ago by a Zen Buddhist who talked about making each moment sacred, about how we could light incense before doing the dishes and make the [...]
Who Did It?
Anne Lamott (come on, woman, set up a Google alert on your name and come find me already, for crying out loud) is one of my favorite writers. Recently, I have been reading Grace (Eventually) in stolen moments, usually in the bathroom. The kids are not generally deterred by a closed bathroom door, but they [...]
Cinderella’s Slippers
Image credit: Photo byGlamhag on FlickrLicensed under Creative Commons In the original (non-Disney) version of Cinderella, the evil stepsisters, unable to fit their large feet into Cinderella's tiny glass slipper, cut off their toes. I always wondered what they were thinking. Of all the places to try to hide a bloody foot, a clear glass [...]
Review of The Sexually Confident Wife
When I received an e-mail from the publishers of The Sexually Confident Wife asking if I wanted to review it,* I was skeptical. After all, "sexual confidence" in our society usually implies acting like a porn star. I imagined a lot of Sexual Codependents' Magazine (ahem, I mean Cosmo Magazine) type fluff on "10 Sex [...]
You’d Have to Be Me to Know What This Means
Um, so apparently when I feel way overwhelmed, I take Internet quizzes, buckets of them, and post about them on my blog. What I do not do is: sleep, keep in touch with friends, spend quality time with my family, do substantive writing, read, or answer e-mail or comments. This quiz came to me via [...]
Good Reading
In the lush quietof my private hotel roomI sat down to read. No children yelling.No household chores, no husband.Stillness and a book. I read Shelli's work.Transformed through her vivid words,I'm fifteen again. I read marta's work.Red's the color for lying.The words make me swoon. I brought anotherbut the author's still working.Sh! It's a secret! Willowgreen [...]




