La Gitana, Our Larger Self – Sea Saga, Part V
We named her “La Gitana,” Spanish for the gypsy, partly in tribute to our family’s Spanish heritage, partly because sea gypsies …
Category Archives: Memoir
Sated by Scent. A Quest
Lately I’ve become obsessed by scent. Perfume, to be more precise. I seldom wear it and know little of it, …
“Rider on the Storm” – My Wild Child, My Son
Recently I posted a tribute to my daughter on her wedding day, and as I wrote it, I wondered about …
Sea, Sky, Earth, Fire–My Daughter on Her Wedding Day
She was married beneath a cliff on the edge of the sea standing barefoot on the rocky beach. Barking seals …
Saving, and Savoring, the World
I spent many years as a community activist working on social justice and environmental issues. Part of that work included writing …
The Deer’s Scream, My Mother’s Eyes, and a Ripe Strawberry
The deer fleeing for its life turns to look at me with my mother’s eyes. Dark fierce eyes, bitter-bright, locking …
A Deer’s Scream – Beauty and Brutality at Home and in the Hills of Vietnam
The most horrifying sound I’ve ever heard came one night soon after we moved here. A scream of pure terror …
