by Kim Bateman | Aug 15, 2016 | Essays, Psychology, Series |
Kim Bateman begins her series Imagination Infusion. When I was a little girl, a fox lived under my bed and there were bats in the rafters who waited to lay eggs in my hair while I slept. Getting into the bed every night was quite a feat. I would turn out the light and...
by Stephanie Hayes | Jul 22, 2016 | Back Yard Days, Community, Essays |
This past weekend I spent a couple of days visiting my friend Marcella in Marin County. When I was a child our family lived just a few houses up the hill from hers, and both families were quite close. The moms were friends, the dads were friends, and the kids were...
by Armida Cervantez | Jul 20, 2016 | Essays, Philosophy |
Recently whilst wasting one more precious moment of my lifetime, I read an article on the destruction of the Maya Codices by a Franciscan Priest in the year 1562. This inquisition involved the burning of sacred texts, and it allowed control over the sacred and...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Jul 5, 2016 | Essays, Humor |
Growing up, gifts were important to us. We didn’t have much money; it was the thought that counted. My parents’ birthdays and Mother’s Day and Father’s day were particularly important. That’s where the liquid powder comes in. I was nine...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Jun 19, 2016 | Back Yard Days, Friends of Bloody Run Creek, photographs |
Our pups, Bonnie and Hayduke, are about five months old now, and we’re starting to take them out in the world. This Father’s Day, Cassidy, Jack, Jesse and I drove down to nearby Bloody Run Creek, the nearest creek in our watershed, and they had their first...
by Armida Cervantez | Jun 6, 2016 | Abbey Country, Back Yard Days, Essays |
Falling is an inescapable factor in my life. Whenever I am in inner turmoil, fearful or exhausted, I fall. Mother Earth just calls me home. I fell at my children’s school one day after a big event that I coordinated. I remember a parent calmly saying, “No,...
