Monthly Archives: December 2014

Space Poodle

Posted on December 28, 2014 by Jill

If I were going to tell a story about heroism, it would start with a girl and her dog.

I’ll be forty in a matter of days now.

And my life is quieter now than it used to be. More studied and less reverential. I’m … Read more

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But speaking for god is problematic

Posted on December 16, 2014 by Jill

I keep trying to write in this space. I think about it. Sometimes I even get this far. Start typing. Fill the white with character after character. Make myself tired.

I can’t remember now if my dad said that he spoke for god or if … Read more

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We didn’t sit at the back of the classroom, though we were closest to the door. As the classroom was long and lean, we sat at the outer edge. The two girls on my left were new to Hawaii for their senior year of high … Read more

Talk talk

The best advice I got when my kid was born was to talk to him. “Just tell him what you’re doing if you can’t think of anything else to say,” a nurse told me.

Language is important for brain development, of course, but there’s something … Read more

Crisis in reflection

Four years ago I was a train wreck. I couldn’t sleep, had stopped eating, and was powering my way through the world with so much coffee that I’d tremble whenever I sat down. I remember that time the way I remember childhood. I remember it … Read more

Now we are two

My massage therapist advises me to notice. To notice the way that my body moves, the way I hold myself. To notice where I ache, and make no judgment.

“How is your body feeling?” she asks.

It’s a lovely question. It’s a question filled with … Read more

Unplug and be free

My site got hacked, and Mary’s phone broke, and you start to suspect that maybe you should play outside more. So I gathered kindling, stacked firewood. Thought about my heart. In graduate school, I went through a brief and poorly advised period of makeup wearing. … Read more

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Space Poodle

But speaking for god is problematic

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