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At the intersection of space and memory: July 2010

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At the intersection of space and memory. Wednesday, July 21, 2010. Two months gone and so much learned. William James made famous the concept of “stream of consciousness” saying that thoughts are like a stream—you step into them once and draw your toe out and when it dips in again it’s somewhere entirely different—the waters themselves are different. And that’s where I find myself now. Two months gone and so many thoughts: so many ideas gone, so many ME. I am considering the past. Today Henry played dres...

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At the intersection of space and memory: Ice Fishing

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At the intersection of space and memory. Saturday, January 15, 2011. Here, there is silence. A thick covering of silence as white and heavy as the snow that carpets everything. Snow absorbs and mutes noises so that the world comes at you through a veil of cotton. The colors are bleached out like faded calico. There is nothing besides the white of the snow and the dreary bricks. But it is the silence that is most disturbing. Unnatural. Empty. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Other Places I can Be Found.

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At the intersection of space and memory: the key to my heart

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At the intersection of space and memory. Wednesday, March 23, 2011. The key to my heart. Here I am at the coffee shop again, trying to snag a few moments for myself. To remember what it means to be “just me.” I’m reminded of a game I used to play: what’s on your keychain? Where I was just promoted? Leave my huge, inexpensive flat? All of my stuff? The boy I didn’t really want to let go of? I had acted with courage ( what—now? And now I was relying on strength to see it through. But this keychain mean...

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At the intersection of space and memory: Maybe I need a rabbit-fur coat...

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At the intersection of space and memory. Tuesday, January 25, 2011. Maybe I need a rabbit-fur coat. I realize now what enormous confidence I have always drawn from how others view me. By my recognition as a thinker or student. By complements I’ve received about my style and my confidence. I never knew how reliant I was on these things—how they buoyed me up and held me strong. And now, as nothing other than a mother and a wife—how do you gauge successes? Picked up the house? And so, under this pink-tinged...

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At the intersection of space and memory: a spoon full of sugar

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At the intersection of space and memory. Friday, October 29, 2010. A spoon full of sugar. I’ve begun a regiment of Homeschool Preschool. I love the cadence of the description. But what is preschool, really? It is learning artfully disguised as play. And I’m finding ways to incorporate learning into everything—like slipping a dog’s medicine into a hotdog slice. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Other Places I can Be Found. What You Should Know About Me. What I Hope to Accomplish Here. For the modern wom...

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At the intersection of space and memory: Air Currents

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At the intersection of space and memory. Wednesday, November 3, 2010. As I adjust to this move, I feel much the same. Trying so hard to pull myself to a stand. Cruising from thing to thing, always holding on, unable to support myself entirely. Losing my balance, learning to trust myself again. What would it look like if I could just be brave enough to exist in the turmoil of this moment in my life? I swept today. The corner is clean for now. But what dust must still swirl and agitate in the air! Identity...

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At the intersection of space and memory: Faith Trust and Pixie Dust

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At the intersection of space and memory. Friday, October 29, 2010. Faith Trust and Pixie Dust. On days like today, as I finally face the white freedom of this page—wanting so badly to run away, avoid it the way I have been—I worry about what my life is. What it has become. Or perhaps I wonder at my inability to reach into my days and pluck out something small and sparkly: a daily wisdom; an inspired thought. Once upon a time…. It's Always Sunny in Portland. October 29, 2010 at 10:23 AM. Me too. yeah!

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At the intersection of space and memory: March 2010

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At the intersection of space and memory. Wednesday, March 31, 2010. 8230;the problem is specifically and essentially woman’s. Distraction is, always has been, and probably always will be, inherent in woman’s life. Last night Gordon tried to get me interested in some sort of new telescope NASA put up in space, or is about to, I wasn’t listening very well. Finally I said, truly curious, “do you find it unbelievable that I’m just not interested in something you find so fascinating? Thursday, March 25, 2010.

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At the intersection of space and memory: September 2010

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At the intersection of space and memory. Thursday, September 30, 2010. Update or What I Did Over Summer Vacation. Another year, another city. What did I do this summer? For now, I’m content. And whether that is me not having processed anything, or me just taking one little step at a time—waiting patiently for nap times and bed times and first glasses of wine (hooray for 5 o’clock! Monday, September 20, 2010. What makes me who I am? We are creatures of habit I suppose. Especially me. Give me a war...How a...