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her true center

Many of my last posts at Exponent before I took a sabbatical from writing, were about  being alone (see this one and this one)  It was a time of my life where I was...



After creation, the Mother knew sorrow–the emptiness that comes after fullness, the softness that remains for a long time.



The funny thing about our new digital lives is that they leave markers and traces of our online activities everywhere. In 2010 and early 2011, I wasn’t writing in a journal, but I was...


Dogs, Pumpkin Bread, and Reindeer

When I was 7 or 8 years old, I lived at the end of a cul-de-sac in a small town in Tennessee.  I have the fondest memories of living there. I remember our huge...