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the missing space
It’s been too long. I know. But in the interim, I played around with writing another blog and I return now with the 3rd in my installment of modern day fables which join Part I of Missing Pieces: Modern-day fables–the missing color and Part II: the missing sound. Please enjoy. PART III of Missing Pieces: Modern-day…
65 ways to say I love you
People say the phrase, I love you, is over-used, that the words lacking meaning. People claim you cannot say I love you, you need to show love. But can you say it? In another iteration of my 65-er lists (65 things to do while watching TV; 65 things to do while not sleeping; 65 things…
slow, slower, slowest…and slower still
In the early 2000’s when the slow food movement was established in the United States, and thus I first gained wind of it, I was ecstatic. Finally, I thought, people were interested in taking their time about eating…about anything. In what should have been a time of rapid advancement in my life, two years after…
borders, boundaries, edges, and death
Recently we moved. Our new home is a small Cape perched on the edge of a serene pond amidst pine, maple, and flowering dogwoods. Slightly uphill sits its detached garage. In between the house and the garage lies a border: the house dwells in one town while the garage lives in the neighboring town. Every…
lessons in friendship
to the friend I lost We met in preschool. I came home one day and told my mother I wanted a playdate with “the girl with one eye.” You wore an eyepatch because of a required corrective surgery. The eyepatch made you an original, but it was your gentle nature that made me want to…
othering
If you think about it, Marx’s Capital is all about the other. Let’s start, simply, with a commodity. It is, as Marx explains, “in the first place, an object outside of us,” an other. Now, if we want to exchange one commodity for another, we need a third ‘something’ to which the exchange-value of each…
65 things i want to say but never have
When I was 15, I was in the French Alps on a skiing trip as part of my private school’s French exchange program during spring vacation. We were staying in a hostel coincidentally at the same time as a group of young French agricultural students who were college-aged and gregarious. There was one of them…
quiet in the silence
A thick falling snow always quiets the world. Even the howls of wind outside are muffled. This is our fourth or fifth, actually I don’t remember how many at this point, blizzard of this winter. I am up early – well not actually. It is 7am and I was up a little before 6am. That…
out of order
In a machine world, things break. They break and, because there are only specialized people who can fix them, they sit in said broken state, ‘out of order.’ There will be a sign, sometimes formal, sometimes hastily written by management, usually with a warning or apology – ‘caution’ or ‘sorry’… but sometimes just the obvious,…
self-reflection: the upside-down now of stepping through the looking-glass
I stirred the pot. I churned up the dregs of my existence. And with my insides turning over and over, the agitation brought the past into my present, the fractured pieces of memory back into my ongoing consciousness. I greeted this other me with anguish. I both knew it was impossible to be simultaneous with…
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