It’s Christmas Day, my 52nd Wednesday post for 2019. That was my goal, and I did it, so I’m feeling good. Not that it was easy. I made quite a few mistakes. Maybe you noticed.
Anniversary of Hope
On Solstice eve I sail beyond myself into a kingdom of spirits celebrating the sun in repose, freed by the absence of light from the ordinary labors of day.
A Radical Idea
Apparently phone addicts get hooked on the repetitious movement of tiny images and lose control of their eyes the way a junkie loses control of her limbs.
Insectivorous
Enjoy them as a snack, grind them into flour for cookies, or surprise your guests by sprinkling them over the green beans.
Gratitude
Every day we all do it together because we’re all part of the same system. Civilization is a group effort. I couldn’t be a writer without you.
Vocabulary Lesson
I remember the days of the Miss, Mrs., Ms. fight. I checked the Ms. box because I wanted the right to define myself.
The C Word
In a few naked minutes I learned that self-diagnosis is worth exactly what you pay for it.