Having a challenge with online dating? Here’s a sweet short film and some inspiration by the talented Jenna Beressi, who wrote and stars in the film, directed by Leah Curney, edited by Sathya Vijayendran among others, who all created this film while in quarantine: What an...
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Galloping Sheep herding Crazy cat Sinuous and Slinky: Winding Mincing Stalking Leaping and Pouncing Sashay Floppy and coy Jackie Chan When I was young, I worked for a summer to save up the money to get a ten-speed bike. My childhood home was in a...
The night I came face to face with God was sweet and yet ordinary enough. It had been one of those glorious high pressure Indian summer days in September and Shya and I decided that after our work was done we would head down to...
It is only on occasion that Baby will climb upon my chest while I am laying down to take a nap or at night as I am heading off to sleep. But when she does, it is almost always with a deep rumbling purr. I’m...
Baby has transformed our approach to day-to-day activities – formerly known as chores. Each day as we make the bed, she rushes to join in. She loves to take part, pouncing on the sheets and happily being covered by the blanket, only to leap out...
I keep a feather in my eyeglass case. I used to have a small, downy, bald eagle feather but that one flew away without my noticing it. I treasured it for a year and a half before it’s departure. I guess it was ready for...
One week before we adopted Baby, our friend Dagmar emailed us. She was scheduled to attend Magical Relationships, our online weekend seminar, and had a special request. Her husband, Bjoern, is a physician and at that time he worked nights in the ICU tending to...
Occasionally our kitten, Baby, gets herself into places where she has difficulty getting out. Like the time she scaled the space between the window and the back of a set of built in drawers up in our loft space. The roof is pitched there. And...
My dad’s memory loss had progressed. Although it had been less than three months since I had seen him last, when Shya and I came to visit, it quickly became clear that Dad’s short-term memory had gotten even shorter. On the first morning of my visit,...