Madam Secretary Reflects on International Relations and Happy Happenstance

Well, my friends, it's March, and I'm sure we all agree that Old Man Winter has way, way overstayed his welcome. I thought I'd be making espressos or waitressing somewhere and writing web content for a friend. Instead, I'm working in our office, and my current occupation doesn't involve traveling to anywhere except the post office.… Continue reading Madam Secretary Reflects on International Relations and Happy Happenstance

Job, Part 9: Revenge of The Broken Horse

I know where wild horses roam free as the wind. It's a peaceful place, high in the hills, where there are no fences. I've taken a few friends there, when the sun was sinking behind the snow-covered peak of the volcano. I'm not a cowgirl by any stretch of the imagination, but I do love horses… Continue reading Job, Part 9: Revenge of The Broken Horse

All Bloodlines Lead To Eden

Grandmère is repeating her favorite stories for my enrichment in a tidy room carpeted with green shag. Grandmère has no filter. On TV, Pope John Paul II is pretending to be God. A statue of The Virgin is enshrined among candles in a window. I should kneel in front of it, says Grandmère, and ask… Continue reading All Bloodlines Lead To Eden

Shackleton Was An Old Maid Like Me

There was a winter when it was so cold that the air hurt to breath and made the hair in adult noses crackle. Power lines snapped under the weight of accumulated snow, which completely buried our car, and which we melted in pots on our wood-burning stove because the plumbing was frozen. We heard that… Continue reading Shackleton Was An Old Maid Like Me

A Letter To The Man In Orange

Dear Uncle Bud, How are you? Had any visitors lately? How's your new prosthetic working? Yes, the trip was okay and everyone's fine. Flying with El Al afforded fifteen solid hours to get pre-acclimated to the rich sound of spoken Hebrew. The jet was roomy and clean, the staff professional, the food tasty enough. Most… Continue reading A Letter To The Man In Orange

Beautiful Beulah

"He led me to the gate, the gate looking east, and behold, the glory of the God of Israel was coming from the east."--Ezekiel 43:1-2 TLV My favorite place in Jerusalem (thus far) is the eastern gate, known as the Golden Gate or The Gate of Mercy--seen above from the Garden of Gethsemane, framed by… Continue reading Beautiful Beulah