Teeny Tiny Mantras
Today is Patti Smith.
Patti Smith - Horses (full studio version) (by Twentysixbillion)
Kind of stuck on this song.
Elvis Costello, “When It Sings” (by Iain Halliday)
may my heart always be open to little birds
who are the secrets of living… (by ee cummings)(photo by catene)
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I make playlists as a form of meditation
memory Archive
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Under the Whale
Posted on October 21, 2010 | 2 CommentsI tempted fate when I was seven. I looked up at the life-sized replica of a blue whale, diving toward the ground in the Hall of Ocean Life in the... -
This rubber band
Posted on March 29, 2010 | No CommentsTen-ish years ago, one of my best childhood friends and her husband split up. Being engaged, rounding 30 and kidless, I can’t say I at all understood how difficult her... -
Mean girl, reconsidered
Posted on December 18, 2009 | 3 CommentsShe was my mean girl in high school. I dreaded going to school. I dreaded the classes we had together. I was sure it was her that scrawled the word... -
WTC
Posted on September 11, 2009 | 1 CommentThis is me in all of my three-weeks-from-17, just-graduated glory, standing next to my brother on a commuter ferry that took us from central New Jersey to South Street Seaport,... -
I Wanna Rock With You: The Michael Jackson memory filter
Posted on June 25, 2009 | 3 CommentsI never had my own pair of roller skates with hand-made pink baby pom-pons draped over the laces. I don’t remember wanting them. The scuffed gray rentals with faded red... -
Faces
Posted on March 2, 2009 | 3 CommentsMy Facebook connections seem to compound by the day, but I couldn’t feel less connected in general. It’s a little disjointing, this proliferating collection of re-connections with people who have... -
Things I remember about being younger
Posted on October 8, 2008 | 1 CommentI spent part of the summer that I turned 20 hanging out with a guy I’ll call Ted who had the word wiggle in his last name. (Really.) He was... -
September 11
Posted on September 11, 2008 | 3 CommentsThe first tower opened the year that I was born, near enough to Manhattan’s bridges and tunnels for my father to traverse them daily. I only went inside of the... -
Windows of distraction
Posted on April 16, 2008 | 6 CommentsJen over at one plus two listed seven windows of her soul and asked us for our own. It was just the distraction I needed this morning to clear some... -
Surrounded by saints
Posted on November 1, 2007 | 1 CommentThirteen years ago today, Dan and I were on our first trip together, just a few short months after we met. We both wanted to explore New Orleans. He thought...
