a weight off your shoulders…4-24-21
Ever had shoulder pain? No??? You are lucky and very unusual. I totally remember my first bout. Scooping really hard ice cream at a school fundraiser, this giant container of […]
Entries by Bella
What’s love got to do with it? 2-16-21
Valentine’s Day dawned overcast and cold and damp. No matter. Because since June, every Sunday morning, you’ll find me outside on farmland bordering the Sacramento River. Music radiates from my […]
on the vaccine front line….2-9-21
I’m old enough to remember the 1955 polio outbreak, the long lines of kids waiting for their vaccine sugar cube. I can only imagine my parent’s fear. But they had […]
organ body wisdom…2-2-21
Fifty years ago I kept a 20 week standing date with a cadaver. Without fail. Every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, eight to noon, scalpel in hand, trusty Gray’s Anatomy propped at […]
the magic of science…1-25-21
I’m totally indifferent to any debate about science validity. For me, it’s a given. Neil Tyson said, “The good thing about science is that it’s true whether or not you […]
white supremacist next door…1-19-21
My children, constant source of inspiration and wonder to me. I feel them so deeply, mid-life stream, transforming through adulthood’s unrelenting lessons. Juggling more than we prepared them for, showing […]
to forget and to remember…1-11-21
The ground of current events, the shifting backdrop of threats to our well-being, the hypnotic media messaging…it just keeps crashing on our shores. I wake each day and wonder what […]
“Attention is all we really have to give.” G. Roth 1-4-21
After The Holidays you might expect an essay about how unique, how challenging, how memorable the past two weeks were. And they were. But this morning I am curious about […]
a sudden inner impulse…12-29-20
Spontaneous: performed or occurring as a result of a sudden inner impulse or inclination and without premeditation or external stimulus Have you felt a bit spur of the moment lately? […]
light at the end of the tunnel…12-20-20
Last Sweat Your Prayers 2020 this morning, in Zoom-land and live in the garden we covered ourselves in white, called in the promise of light. A hope, a dream, a […]