I get asked this a lot I think people feel sorry for me Living this singular life The one apparently left behind I’ve spent a lot of time and quite a few dollars trying to answer it Believing that somehow my life must be lacking Why else would I be so invested in Yo Gabba…
Category: Prose
free. woman. standing.
When I was 25 I took on a mantra that at the time I thought would heal me, everywhere I went I posted it: fear, it is the only enemy with love I will defeat it I even considered getting a tattoo of it. 12 months ago I admitted to myself after committing to…
alzheimers…a memory bestowed
my grandmother was an alzheimer’s patient. before that she was a mother of the church. before that she was grandmother to seventeen grandchildren. before that she was a sunday school teacher. before that she was the children’s choir director. before that she was an officer in the missionary program. before that she taught others how…
evangelism has its price (how i hated sleeping beauty and refused to be silent about it)
my father was a huge sci fi fan. and he imparted this love for all things scientifically fictional on me. i remember standing in line at the woods theatre for an hour before the first showing of star wars: a new hope. hell i could recite the opening lines of star trek before i could…
the day love walked in and i almost didn’t recognize it
the other day a couple came into my office to speak with me about concerns they have for their child. its a normal occurrence for me, my job is to support parents with concerns about their children. but this meeting was different. i am a diagnostician. i assess situations problems. i assess and in my…
consumerism and stewardship: can they really co-exist?
an ethic that embodies responsible planning and management of resources, stewardship. i have stuff. lots and lots of stuff. i have so much stuff that my house at time fills overstuffed with stuff. i shift stuff from closet to closet. i invent cubby spaces to house table overflow and shake drawers in awkward attempts to…
what i really should be doing is yoga (a little upward facing dog would make everything alright)
i’m tired and irritated and i worked a 12 hour day the last thing i want to do is sit down and write this but here i am writing because of a commitment i made to myself to exercise my muse so no my dog did not go outside today but my inspiration gets to voice…
I just want to testify (press play then read)
sometimes you just won’t understand why life is the way it is i began this journey to reignite in me something i believed long gone…my muse. i thought in the midst of so many disappearing acts over the course of the last decade i had grown numb or deaf to the creative force that once…
proud to be a maryann
the great debate heard in locker rooms on park benches water coolers bus rides to amusement parks and the back seats of surburbans maryann or ginger; sure ginger is hot she moves like jazz and somehow took enough hair spray on a three hour tour to last 3 years into a shipwreck; everybody wants to bed or be ginger with the auburn hair and legs that go into next…
fearfree living 