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Dancing Like Shirley

March 1, 2022March 1, 2022 Posted in Age, facing fears, memoirLeave a comment

“No way!” I screamed inside. “No way you’re getting this mature lady on stage with all these experienced tappers, performing in front of a live audience.”

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Whoopee!

February 8, 2022February 7, 2022 Posted in memoir, mother2 Comments

Aunt Lily was portly and white-crowned–the sweetest thing, and she was family, who deserved respect. Time to bring out the whoopee cushion.

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Belly Dance Debut

January 18, 2022January 18, 2022 Posted in facing fears, memoir2 Comments

I looked at our geriatric audience. Most were in wheelchairs. One woman was snoozing with her mouth open. Another was strangely gurgling.

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Song Blessing in Madurai

December 28, 2021December 27, 2021 Posted in India, memoir, spiritual travelLeave a comment

The woman I’d met just ten minutes earlier smiled, lowered her eyelids, and began to sing–from a place that transcended the human who sat beside me.

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A Palm Reader Tells Me Stuff

December 8, 2021December 7, 2021 Posted in India, spiritual travel, travelLeave a comment

About that time I was thinking this is really outlandish. There’s no way someone can make such a specific prediction and have it come true. What’s going on here?
But I did not stop the session.

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What’s Happening in Your Fridge?

November 18, 2021November 17, 2021 Posted in Food, fridgeLeave a comment

Soon you have an alien something oozing a toxic goo, crawling and dripping on the walls and shelves.

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Packrat Den Demolition

November 3, 2021November 3, 2021 Posted in animals2 Comments

I reached the sanctum sanctorum. A perfect ball of fluff made from a piece of jeans insulation interwoven with black cat hairs. The hole hollowed out of the center provided a soft and warm place for the architect to sleep.

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Metaphysical Notions in 12 Words

October 23, 2021October 22, 2021 Posted in WritingLeave a comment

Searching bright pinpricks high, connecting patterns, skimming the plunge of dark mysteries.

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Tillie Tarantula

October 5, 2021October 4, 2021 Posted in animals, spider, tarantula4 Comments

I gasped. Didn’t he know? Courting a female tarantula requires finesse! Ted was showing no finesse. He was acting like a horny teenager.

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When a Pronghorn is Not a Deer

September 21, 2021October 22, 2021 Posted in animals, embarrassing stories, family, memoir, mistaken identities, pronghornLeave a comment

It was obviously a youngster…frantically searching for its kin. Desperate to outrun the predator, it leaped and bounded, reaching a speed of 55 mph…

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