motherhood
Sat at my feet
I cried and cried as she sat at my feet. I tried to wipe the tears casually with my shoulder. My hands were unavailable. It was a manicure/pedicure. On her tiny rolling stool she was almost kneeling at my feet and I felt way too out of my element. It felt downright lenten. I am […]
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Mean people
I am a follower of the church of kindness, the religion of Fred Rogers, and the teachings of Winnie the Pooh.
The nice ones among us, the empathetic ones, we know that you are mean because of a past trauma, or missing breakfast or lapse of judgement or a personality disorder or loneliness.
Visiting the High Museum- Yayoi Kusama exhibit, Infinity Mirrors
Infinity Mirrors is playful, colorful, puzzling, mathematical and enchanting. So many patterns and angles and childlike wonder. Kusama’s work is engaging for all ages and I’m so glad that the kids came with me. The lines are long. I won’t sugar coat it. This show has been sold out in museums all over the country. It […]
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