The Conch Shell’s Whorled Chambers

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Gift from the Sea is a proto-feminist book Anne Morrow Lindbergh published Gift from the Sea in 1955. It was on my mother’s nightstand and, like many women of that era, she treasured the book. I was surprised to see … Read More

Slouching Towards Bethlehem

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When a mentor or role model dies, we may recognize for the first time that this is the role the person — friend or famous person — held for us. Baby boomers are losing more of them these days. Role … Read More

Nativity Play with Hilarity

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The nativity pageant with the most laughs per minute is told by John Irving in A Prayer for Owen Meany. If you have chuckled from the back pew as children in bathrobes with towels on their heads battled in a … Read More

Bell Hooks: An Appreciation

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“Feminism does not ground me. It is the discipline that comes from spiritual practice that is the foundation of my life. If we talk about what a disciplined writer I have been and hope to continue to be, that discipline … Read More

The Fiftieth

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Signs across the sagebrush high desert are “Open Range. Watch out for Stock.”   “Antelope Crossing.”  No signs for restaurants, or gas stations, or rest stops for 120 miles. It’s a long way from the west coast to Bismarck, North Dakota, … Read More

The Quotidian

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“Quotidian” is a word I haven’t used before.  It derives from Latin and refers to dailiness, mundane.  Kathleen Norris, a spiritual writer, has a book called The Quotidian Mysteries: Laundry, Liturgy and Women’s Work. The title reminds me of dish … Read More

Grace

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From the Essay “Winter Hours” in the book Upstream by Mary Oliver. In the winter I was writing about, there was much darkness. Darkness of nature, darkness of event, darkness of spirit. The sprawling darkness of not knowing. We speak … Read More

Banning a mural of hope

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An artist’s rendition of Greta Thunberg on a mural in Bismarck, North Dakota, was recently withdrawn from consideration after protests against the mural.  I feel deeply saddened and aggrieved. I grew up with the belief that I could do anything … Read More

Grandchild

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Dear Little Girl You looked perfect Your parents said And it is True Rosebud lips and button nose Deep gray blue eyes Pink baby, pink skin Hair – ginger, sandy Yet to tell. Your mother surrenders Her body to you … Read More

The Stamp Collection

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I took my stamp collection to a wizened man in my city, who dealt in collectibles – postage stamps, coins, silver.  I was moving across country, and since I would pay movers by the pound, I was de-accessioning pounds of … Read More

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