On The Practice of Space and Connection

This morning, I woke to find an e-mail from the wife of one of my cousins - one of my favorite people.  This gal is known throughout the family as warm, sunny, loving, caring, funny.  We all look forward to seeing her.  A devoted and generous daughter, wife, and mother, and now a beautifully graced... Continue Reading →

Rabbit Mother, Tiger Daughter. [Journal entry 6.9.14]

I am not going to fight. I am going to vastly improve my argument (and it's pretty damned good already). I am not going to point out the obvious (at least not obviously), and I am not going to name-call. What I AM going to do is be there. Be present, and supportive, and listen... Continue Reading →

DJDawson 2015 acrylic on canvas Perception is a funny thing. What do you see?

Bluegrass Sunday.

My first Dailey & Vincent concert. During the long-distance part of the LDR, this event every March marked a later Sunday morning phone call, especially if The Guy 'ran squad' the night before.  We'd talk after the concert was over, late afternoon/early evening.  I've heard about it, never got to go. Until today. Only seven... Continue Reading →

Bearings.

Sunday evening truth:  After two full weeks, I feel a bit lost. Maybe it will come and go, just as the realization I am actually here at all keeps knocking me over in unpredictable, powerful waves of 'Oh my gosh!!'  They rise up at the silliest times and catch my breath.  At the kitchen sink... Continue Reading →

Sidestep West

Between packing my NY home and moving to VA, I stopped in the desert. My sister, evertheyounger, turned 50 last week; we flew out to surprise her and visit a while. Yes, she was utterly speechless and teary Saturday morning at The Egg and I (delicious breakfast, sweet staff, curious fellow diners). No, she never... Continue Reading →

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