I. Lying in wait. On the savannah, on the plain, in desert sands and next to humid river beds, the predator lies in wait. Something has given off its scent, awakened its hunger. Fully awake now, the lion follows the scent, alerted to the herd’s presence. He watches, determines which of the […]
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Natural Habitats
Posted in Books, Cats, Fantasies, Fear, Lions, Love, Lust, Midlife, Natural World, Romance, Savannah, Sexuality on August 7, 2014 | Leave a Comment »
She loves me, she loves me not
Posted in Adolescents/Teenagers, Emotions/Inner World, Love, Spirituality, Writing on January 14, 2014 | Leave a Comment »
A squeamish child, I didn’t pull the wings off of flies. Or petals off a daisy. I didn’t much want to know what the insides of anything looked like – animal, vegetable, sea creature, automobile or electronic equipment. I was satisfied with the outer surface of things. I was happy to allow fate to determine […]
“I’m Right Here”
Posted in Daughters, Dogs, Feminism, Isolation/Belonging, Love, Mothers, Youth on October 26, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
Instead of a diary, I told my dog the things I told no one else, believing that she alone knew me. I told her who I loved, what I was scared of, things about me I hated, things I hoped for. I recounted the injustices, slights, and micro-cruelties I had suffered. Or at least believed […]
Butterfly Wings
Posted in Isolation/Belonging, Love, Rain, Science, Young Love on October 7, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
My literary/relational mind is poorly suited for certain types of science. When I first heard of string theory, I personalized – and simplified – it; perhaps this is what non-physicists do. I like the idea that people and objects are more than random particles, and that instead, something exists in the in-between, connecting bits and […]
Love Languages – A Throwdown
Posted in Children, Cooking/Food & Wine, Doctors, Love, Marriage, Parenting, Psychology, Relationships, Television on May 27, 2013 | 1 Comment »
“Do you know what your love language is?” the pediatric podiatrist asked my son. While the doctor tended to the tenacious wart at the bottom of my son’s foot, he patiently explained the basic tenets of Love Language theory. That there is one type of love that each person seems to want the most, […]