We got the first family bomb in 1966 when the rest of the world was dealing with cultural changes. Continue reading “family tragedy” »
We got the first family bomb in 1966 when the rest of the world was dealing with cultural changes. Continue reading “family tragedy” »
My grandmother Brown was in her eighties when she moved from Baltimore to live with us for the third time, because she had nowhere else to go. Neighbors helped my mother convert our garage into her bedroom, with a portable heater, and she was grateful. Continue reading “who possesses?” »
In my last blog, I mentioned Gaston Bauchard’s The Poetics of Space theory. He researched space with a poetic lens, and his theory that childhood locations determine our creative internal spaces reminded me of two tunnels near the house where I grew up. Continue reading “tunnel space” »
Our adult perception, according to Gaston Bauchelard’s The Poetics of Space comes from childhood. Dwellings affect creativity, and space can be metaphoric. Continue reading “space mind” »
Brene Brown is a social work researcher- author of many books concerning how we relate to each other, and I read one called The Power of Vulnerability. Continue reading “being vulnerable is scary” »
I want to discuss insight from a recent conversation I had with someone who didn’t like ‘male gender’ pronouns in writing. This person doesn’t like wording like ‘he said, ‘ and want to change all wording to be ‘they said’ or ‘ a transgender individual said.’ Continue reading “viewpoints are relative” »
I want what I think to be true, and I can convince myself that something is true when I don’t know what’s going on. Continue reading “What I think may not be true” »
What happens to our brains as we grow older? Some of us lose our minds, and some of us keep going into various dimensions. Continue reading “the evolution of the mind” »
My dear friend’s husband is dying of ALS, or Lou Gehrig’s disease and she’s his caretaker. It is a fatal progressive neurodegenerative disease that effects nerve cells in the brain and the spinal cord. Continue reading “what is a shaman?” »
Today my first cousin and I had lunch during her work day. We can go years without seeing each other, so it’s special when we do get a chance to visit. Continue reading “no two memories are alike” »