A few last things

I was looking over the old manuscript of Dojo Wisdom because my favorite small publisher, Wish Publishing, is planning to reissue it this fall. It has been out of print for a few years, and I haven’t read it since I wrote it, which was a bit over seven years ago, so it’s sort of…

Rethinking what you believe

Last week, Jessica sat cross-legged on my bed as I was folding laundry and announced, “I  believe in Santa, because he brings all those presents, but I’m not sure I believe in elves.” For some people, this would be a bittersweet moment; their child is losing innocence, and the world is getting a little less…

Being where you are

I live on a street that consists mostly of attached townhouses, rental places meant for when your life has gotten too big for an apartment but your down payment for a single-family home is too small.   I am here because I want to be; for me, this townhouse is just the right size. But…

Words matter

If, before this week, you had told me that I would one day agree with Sarah Palin on anything, I would have snorted hot tea up my nose and wondered what you were smoking.  That was before Palin called out Rahm Emanuel, the White House chief of staff, for using the word “retarded” as a…