I USED TO BE A HAPPY PERSON
And other stories my recipe cards tell

I used to be a happy person. I remember laughing a lot and having a smile on my face even when in the act of even the most mundane of tasks. Anger didn’t well up unexpectedly and I believe… Read full post »

At the onset of reading the blog by Stella I read it with a slight bias because I have always felt that her posts are thought provoking and very often brilliant. As I read half way through the comments, I felt as though the dialogue that it produced was wonderful and… Read full post »

Hello, I am Monkess and I am a hoarder

Oh yes, as much as I hate to admit it, I am a hoarder, a horrible hoarder and it occupies so much of my time trying to undo the history and habit that I don't leave the house for days. I’m not as… Read full post »

Sometimes I pray

I used to know a woman who was a Born Again Christian. Actually she was the second Born Again Christian I knew. The first was a woman in my college Biology class who came to class with “Jesus loves me” painted on her sandals and for every problem she… Read full post »

 I have continued to follow what has been going on with the tragedy on BART and it continues to whirl around and around with so much hate and unguided violence in thought and deed.

I have often been called gulible and naive and maybe these labels are true. I read… Read full post »

 Oakland, California January 7,2009


I have always loved Oakland. I moved here in 1973 from my limited stay in Hayward, CA where I attended College and from the moment I began my discovery of Oakland, I felt an affinity for this city. I can’t really explain it, but perhaps it has always… Read full post »

  So the dreams continue, some merely flashes of a face or a day, whether sunny or cloudy, no concrete themes, small vignettes which illicit feelings upon wakening. But there are a few that tell a tale, some that especially startle me when they eventually come into my real, waking world.… Read full post »