The Need to Be Right Makes Me Stupid

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A Typical Day It’s 2 in the afternoon on a Sunday when I see Mei-Lian, my landlady’s Gardner, squatting beside the bushes outside my apartment. A quiet 60-something woman from Mainland China, she greets me with a warm, “hay-wo.” She’s holding a pair of long arm plant clippers in one hand and fresh plant cuttings […]

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The Power of Presence

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  This video caught my attention because I was curious about the person behind the Mr. Rogers of my childhood memory. I was irritated at first at Mr. Rogers’ slow pace – I went immediately to judgement, thinking, here we go he’s going to talk the same way he does in his children’s show? I’ll […]

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An Epic Dream

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There are many types of dreams, Healing dreams, Recurring dreams, Lucid dreams, Nightmares, etc. One type of dream that’s less common, at least in my 50 years of living and sleeping are Epic dreams. Epic dreams, sometimes referred to as Great or Numinous dreams are vivid and compelling, so much so, detail can be remembered […]

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Why I Love Oakland

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  I LOVE Oakland. It’s not about the Warriors win this past year. Though that’s super wonderful. It’s not about the recent hipster’ness of this town and it’s (long overdue) overnight popularity. It’s not because it’s the abused and so-called ugly step sister of the San Francisco. It’s because when I take my dog out […]

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The Value of Insecurity

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Does it ever go away, the insecurity that lives in my skin ever since I was a girl. I’m walking to meet a friend and have to go along the lake which takes me past a large group of people salsa dancing. Just seeing this group makes me anxious (a bit of context soon to […]

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Forts: Nature Tells Us How to Build

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I grew up in Los Gatos, a small town just South of what’s now Silicon Valley. Our one story house at the end of Jones Road was perfect for my brother and I because it was located on a quiet cul-de-sac surrounded by nature. There was a wild, partially contained hundred-acre park that began where […]

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