I want it to stay just as it is, stones and trees and soil.
I cried during this arresting performance for the memory of lovers lost, friendships ruined, a marriage wrecked on the rocks of unformed psyches and casual cruelty.
Instead of waiting for grand solutions, huge donations, and audits into on-going corruption, can’t we be a little radical, a little practical, and create an interim solution for a few people? I pass by this cement triangle under the H-1 almost every day. Kapahulu has basically been my “neighborhood” since 2004. During this […]Read Post ›
Put your brain in the alpha wave state!
Watch the video on Laha Lele: http://lahalele.tumblr.com/post/161088558901 Highest tide all month surges over seawall Wild, wild waves Hear our conversation on The Hawai’i Files Blog: Mel and Lisa https://youtu.be/C5gcBpB_OV0 https://youtu.be/C5gcBpB_OV0 https://youtu.be/C5gcBpB_OV0
America needs a reggae house, a culture of generosity and music, a nonprofit future, and then we will be whole.
Grief is a sound, is a song, or a sigh a sob somewhere high and here’s how I know it: a cat hair on vinyl—the album long over, the cat died of cancer, the music’s forgotten. When elephants listen to tapes of dead voices–companions’ ghost noises–they search for the missing. Their trunks are seen flailing […]Read Post ›
SUMMER WALK AROUND THE BLOCK (Seattle) In my own neighborhood there are endless beds of roses; friendly dogs smile, cats polish my calves with soft grey flanks, children play with ribbons. Blackberry brambles sweep new branches out to the clean new roads. Neighbors chat over fences. The fleeting butterfly scent of sun-steeped grass beckons me […]Read Post ›
The realities of life as a writer and a freelancer are explored in “The Rejected Skies.” #jobs
Scrivener’s Friday Five