From an article in The Uranian “From the Editor”, March-April 2018 Everything I’ve been reading about this recent Aquarius and Uranus energy pretty much comes around to the same conclusion: it’s all about detachment— letting go of what no longer … Continue reading
We were sitting in a sports bar in La Jolla. Loud, full, friendly. You had just come back from a cruise. A long cruise. Your hair was longer, and a bit unruly, and you had grown a beard. I loved … Continue reading
I often write, sitting out in my garage with the door open, on an old portable typewriter — the kind with keys that stick and apostrophes that are made using shift-8. There is no cursor to go back and change … Continue reading
I can’t seem to get myself together. I change the music, I change my clothes. The days get away from me by leaps and bounds and there’s no grasping them even by a hair. My own mortality, my lack of … Continue reading
There are few things more daunting than experiencing what it feels like to lose all the power in your car—while you’re driving it; no signals, radio, a/c, no power steering (thank goodness for 24-Hour Fitness), engine steadily losing power, everything … Continue reading
Something I started writing some months ago. And unfortunately, still has a thread of truth running through it… if only just that catch-in-the-throat feeling that none of us seem prepared for, whenever it descends… How can someone just drop out … Continue reading
The Grammy Awards are tonight. I have never really been a big fan of them; the whole music world sort of lost me somewhere in the 90s. Which is odd for a person who likes to make her living singing; … Continue reading
At this time a week ago I was quietly crying on the shoulder of the man I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with. For reasons that seemed a bit contrived, he ended what was … Continue reading
Nine years ago was my first Christmas as a divorced person. I had spent Christmas eve with my friend and her extended family. Brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, in-laws, children everywhere. Music, laughter, food — miles of food (they were Italian). … Continue reading
I was sitting at a Starbucks for a while today waiting for my car to be smogged. On the community bulletin board there was a flyer, a one-of-a-kind masterpiece of industrious proportions. It was also enlightening; I had no … Continue reading