No Honour Among Thieves
No Honour Among Thieves A few weeks ago, I read how the British government blocked the sale of Jane Austen’s ring to singer ...
No Honour Among Thieves A few weeks ago, I read how the British government blocked the sale of Jane Austen’s ring to singer ...
Silky Scorpion Weed With each step I smell the hot pine of the forest. A puffy cloud marks the cerulean sky. Towers of sedim...
What Are You Looking For My mother used to say, “Why? You live in one of the most beautiful places in the world.”...
The Country of My Birth I don’t have many recollections of Egypt, except foggy images of lights pawing at my eyes and pus...
My Brain Needs to Think I ask him a question. Do you want to go downstairs with your sister or stay here with us? My brai...
How Some Groups Come Together I have been a member of so many diverse groups in my career and in my private life tha...
Rose-Coloured Glasses Breaking news: Wealthy business owners say the pursuit of profit is no longer enough. Okay, that’s not...
Scaredy-Cat When placed in circumstances I don’t like (tight spaces, heights, flying, the dark, any or all of the above), I ...
The Photograph I stared obsessively at a photograph posted in Thursday’s edition of the Greek online newspaper, Ekathimerini...
Democracy “Those who are too smart to engage in politics are punished by being governed by those who are dumber.” Plato I w...
Silence “When truth is replaced by silence, the silence is a lie.” Yevgeny Yevtushenko (Russian poet) Remember when you wer...
This Too Will Pass I’m a city girl. I’ve admitted this in previous blogs. I was born in a city, raised in a city, and have b...
Boston I felt helpless last week as I watched the events in Boston unfold. The loss of life deeply saddened me. There are no...
Dear Mr. Harper I wonder if there will come a time when you stop attacking others and actually tell us what you believe in, ...
Noise Ever notice the noise that surrounds us? Headlines shriek, politicians yell, ads bellow. I don’t typically notice the ...
All will be yours All will be yours when I’m gone. She used to make these bold statements ? I never believed she wouldn’t al...
Passing the Torch Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light. Helen Keller We're born alon...
The Next Best Thing So have you heard about the Next Big Thing? It's a blog game similar to an interview, with a bunch of qu...
Still Grieving My mother died on March 15, 2011 at ten to three in the morning. She lay in her hospital bed, muted lights tr...
Opinionated and Unrepentant I have a few pet peeves. Okay, maybe more than a few. Okay, maybe a whole lot. I’m opinionated, ...
Underestimated I have been underestimated my whole life. I’m not exactly sure why that is, but it’s happened to me so often ...
On Being Human This week I was tempted, strongly so, to do something I’ve often complained others do far too easily. Yes fol...
God Help Us All I’ve been writing a blog every Sunday since the beginning of the year. I took this on as part of a 30-day ch...
Whatever… About a hundred years ago, I was interviewed for a Deputy Director position for a young offender facility in Albe...