- Scary movie

It’s Halloween; I’m alone.
It’s a good time to watch Jesus Camp, a documentary loaned to me weeks ago by my friend David,  a fellow volunteer at GLAD.
“I heard it’s disturbing,” said Eli, when I showed it to him.
Perfect for tonight.
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P.S. The photo has nothing to do with the film. It’s simply a snap of the [...]

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- Secret room dreams

I share an office with a few other writing teachers.  One of my office mates, T., recently told me about her adventures in flower pressing, and she gave me some petals.  Once curled and shaped, they are now paper thin and flat.
The pressed petals remind me of the bright, fallen, and wilted geranium petals on [...]

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- In dreams

As I get older, I recall fewer and fewer dreams. I have no doubt, however, that I still dream, because the brain needs to dream, right? My secret dreams, the ones so secret even I don’t know about them, concern me, and more so lately. Here’s why.
Over the bed I sleep in [...]

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- 4 a.m. and random

Grace woke up at 2:51 a.m., went to the bathroom, and said to me from the hall, “I can’t sleep.” I sat with her, and, proving that she can sleep, she was deep into it by a few minutes after 3. And I’m awake.
I tried to go back to sleep. First, I breathed and counted. [...]

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- Awake at night

I read somewhere once that Freud had a name for it, Mutterschlafen, the light, alert sleep that mothers experience when their children are young and they wake often, needing comfort or milk. Grace has been getting up every night, around 2am, for a couple of weeks now. Possibly it’s allergies or back-to-school anxiety. Usually, she [...]

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