This essay comes two days after the 2024 US presidential election, and about six weeks after Hurricane Helene. It's tempting to give up. Yesterday morning I woke up and felt like doing just that. I felt a "fuck it" wash over me, a hair-raising fear, and a deep loneliness. As though I …
Knowing
who were the witches?
I learned this song when I was 17 years old, travelling through Yellowstone on a school bus filled with other Girl Scouts. I’ve been singing it to my classes for decades, and twenty years ago when my nieces were little, they requested it at bedtime (I bet they can …
Who Were the Witches?
I learned this song travelling through Yellowstone on a school bus filled with Girl Scouts. I’ve been singing it to groups for decades at this point. When my nieces were little they requested it at bedtime.I sang it to the mystery school students this morning.Do …
Good Night
No judgement here, OK? Just some sacred noticing. There's something I do more than I should, and you might be doing it, too. It's pretty common. And telling. Before I tell you what it is, I'll tell you why it's telling. You know that phrase how you do anything is how you …
Knowing vs. Knowing-it-all
One of my favorite comedians has this great tactic that sets me up for a serious roar every time he does it. It's Mike Birbiglia. He'll tell a long story involving someone acting like an ass, and as he elaborates on the ass-ness, the audience inevitably groans in sympathy with his perspective …