In the image of god [a crafted thought]

I was one of those theatre kids in high school – except, probably not the kind of theatre kid you’re thinking of because, maybe owing to the talent that was our director, our theatre department accepted creativity and talent without demanding it look bizarre and attention-seeking. I love every side of theatre, from the dramaturgy…

throwback Thursday: marigolds [a personal crafted thought]

I took the liberty of making some transparent edits for the sake of attempting relevancy, for marigolds still act in this way on me. They are a most potent gift and will soothe me to my dying day, this I know. Yet, even as I started into the third paragraph, I realized there is not…

my humanity [a brief crafted thought]

There are moments, sometimes, I feel so justified in my humanity, feel so rightly vulnerable, feel excited, feel alone, feel endlessly hopeful, feel despair, feel desire for my deepest wants that burns to the point of physical ache, feel beautiful, feel foolish, feel too proud, too modest, gullible, feel too easily hurt, feel guarded, too…

At the Table with Uncle Ben and Aunt Jemima

(This isn’t poetry, but it’s my blog) I like to eat well, and, by my definition, that includes using as little processed and prepared food on my plates as possible. Of course, I frequently break rules when I’ve got other interests going on and lately, I’ve had quite a few beautiful “distractions” that leave me…