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Timid Thunder
Looking back, I understand that I was given several warnings that my life was going to change in every way. In a series of dreams that lasted over a one year, I remembered being a young Native American woman mated to a warrior for the tribe. I had flashbacks of being in the mountains in…
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The Unbroken Cord
There are two cords that exist between a mother and a baby she delivers. One provides nourishment during its time inside the womb. The other is the silent, invisible supporter cord that is attached for life. Motherhood is a sacred role. I think it is like how we are each attached to God, the Creator…
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When I Was a Webmistress
I never wanted to be called a “webmistress”. But in the beginning of my career, when few women worked the web, this is what the label often was. Men were, of course, webmasters. And if you happened to enter an online club in those days, sometimes they called themselves, “Stallion”. Thirty Years – Toodles I…
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Our Victories Never End
I took a selfie picture of myself on International Women’s day. Actually, there were at least five of them. One of them won. On that day, two friends noted me as a woman they admire. One of them said it was because of our victories. That made me stop what I was doing. Most people…
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Defeat is Another Opportunity To Practice Being Prepared
I am not a flawless Creator. The last time I threw my life a curve on purpose was in 1994. Unlike a baseball pitcher practicing how to toss a curve ball, this life decision had no practice runs. I had to win. They say that when you ask for something you want through prayer, dreams, during…
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Having A Purpose
I had a creative writing professor in college who had one rule for our class assignments. I have tried to abide by it but honestly, it is a tough one. He stood at the head of the classroom, gazing out at our young faces and said, “Absolutely never, ever start any story with ‘I was…
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The Inspirational Bohemian Woman I’ll Never Know, Beatrice Wood
From the first chapter, I was transported backwards by 100 years to find a woman with the spunk and courage to show me how to live today. I don’t recall where I got the nudge to purchase Beatrice Wood’s autobiography, “I Shock Myself”, but once starting to read the book, I feel unfortunate I will…
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I Am The Warrior
The rule was simple. When you left home, you didn’t return. It was now five years later. I knew the answer would be no. The year was 1981. Everything I owned fit into my 1971 Toyota Corolla, including a cedar hope chest and my cat with seven toes on each paw, Abby Normal. I was…
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When Beginnings Are Endings and Endings are Beginnings
Maybe it’s my age. I remember the thump in my heart the day I learned my daughter eloped. She was the happiest I’ve ever known her to be. She and her new husband drove up our long driveway in his truck for a surprise visit. I was out by the barn and glancing up at…
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Unconditional
It’s easy to stop caring. It’s easy to make assumptions. Easy to pass judgement. Easy to dismiss what we dislike, even if we dislike something without knowing the facts or considering the motivation for that choice. It’s easy to get away with bullying, violence, bigotry, hatred and arrogance and far, far more difficult to live…
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The Horse That Sold Real Estate
We thought we were at the right place, but a retired racehorse named Germaniac had different plans for us. One moment it was the spring of 2014 and we were moving into a brand new house with colors we picked and shiny new appliance packages with those yellow energy savings stickers slapped onto them. Three…
