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the Shape of Someone

the Shape of Someone

October and November bring, for a number of our spiritual and cultural traditions, rituals to remember the dead. Not all of our relationships are with the living alone. Our ancestors shape us. Our loved ones live on in us. They shape our present and our future – for...
Soy Yo!

Soy Yo!

Me, outside MeowWolf, in Santa Fe last month. I hate spiders. Welcome to our new online home! Maybe the nudge came from the hilarious characters in the new live-action Dora the Explorer movie. (A family film that excelled in ways I didn’t expect. But...
“Well, It Isn’t Junk to Me”

“Well, It Isn’t Junk to Me”

A Eulogy for Elizabeth Annabelle “Betty” Bowers Hange, Feb. 29, 1920 — June 15, 2018 I’m not sure what epitaph will be engraved with the artist’s palette Grandma picked years ago for her grave marker, but this would be my choice. I heard Grandma say it more...
I, Racist

I, Racist

It happened to me. On a rare shopping trip to buy clothes at the mall, my mother and I popped into one of those boutique shops with racks full of dusty blue and rosy, shabby chic lace. I loathe clothes shopping. Trying to make it as painless and fast as possible, I...