A Hike Is Not Your Life Story

This is a bit more personal than I usually get in a blog post these days. It kind of breaks the fourth wall of hiding behind a pen name, if there is such a thing.

About ten days ago I had one of my worst falls ever while hiking. Continue Reading

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Mother’s Day Immemorial

My Mother died this year, so this is my first Mother’s day without her. Since she died I’ve been expecting moments when the ‘grief‘ caught up to me. Instead something rather unexpected has happened. Up in the mountains while hiking, I’ve had moments of wonderment, epiphany, a wholesome feeling of ‘Mother’, creator and artist…bringing me to tears. Continue Reading

The Sacrificial Lands

Bears Ears and Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monuments. These are the latest sacrificial lands in the great public lands battle in America. I’ve been thinking of writing about this for some time, but it comes forward now because I recently flew over Grand Staircase in a plane. It’s a beautiful place, or so it looks from (near) space. And it seems there’s some idiots who can’t really see that. Continue Reading

The Writer’s Journey

You can tell more truth in fiction than you can in nonfiction. * disclaimer

In the introductory post to this series, I wrote about two women I met here in Tucson: the beautiful blind optometrist and the doll-faced maniacal masseuse—and of course these are stereotypes, a bit nuanced, but still it’s fiction typecasting. I got trapped between these two stereotypes in my own mind as if they were battling for my future and my soul—to put it dramatically. Continue Reading

The Final Walk

I hold this idea in my mind of a final walk into Grand Canyon, never to return. It’s not to the level of a plan, just an idea that persists of how to face the end of all things. It comes to mind a lot more these days, as it does during unfulfilling times. I lost the thread in life that kept me, and it feels like time to let go of this earthly realm, to cease these patterns that didn’t amount to anything worthy of love. Continue Reading

This Tucson Life

It’s so easy these days to get caught up in narcissism, to miss the good things you have in pursuit of other things. Truth is that the other things are not all they’re cracked up to be, and in many ways I’m thankful for all the things that haven’t worked out here in Tucson. I’ve realized it’s better to pursue moments rather than things. Continue Reading