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The Law of Life

October 27, 2016 in Astro Matters, City Matters, Quoth the Raving, Ruby Intuition, Spirit Matters

time stoppedThe wonderful writer Anne Lamott says that when a lot of things break at once, it is to protect something big and lovely that is trying to get itself born. I believe this, and also believe that when our energy frequencies undergo a sudden, profound shift—one that doesn’t resonate with our current circumstances—things break, especially things that channel energy overtly. Continue Reading →

Read It and Weep: ‘Hamilton’

October 20, 2016 in City Matters, Spirit Matters, Theater Matters

golden ticketLast night I saw Hamilton, which has been my biggest dream for more than a year. Every day I have participated in the Hamilton lottery, and every day I have lost to people I always imagine participated on a whim and felt ambivalent about winning. Every day I have struggled womanfully to not grow bitter about this fact, and every day I have failed. During this time, friends sometimes have stumbled onto tickets and returned from what was obviously the best live theatrical experience of their life, saying things like “Gee, I wasn’t even that interested in going but it was amazing!” Continue Reading →

For Katerina, with Love and Squalor

October 16, 2016 in Book Matters, City Matters, Sabboytical

foresmewithloveandsqualorI just drank my coffee at the downstairs cafe where two British children-an 8-year-old girl and her barely verbal little brother–grilled me gravely on such lifestyle topics as pets and profession. Mostly, they approved of my answers though they felt I should have a cat AND a dog (emphasis theirs). On this point I agreed, and suggested they bring up the matter with my anti-canine landlord. The girl asked if I lived next door ALONE and if I was SAD, and I answered yes and not usually. She nodded dubiously. It was all I could do to keep from buying her a second cookie (her nanny had put the kibosh on this notion) while intoning: “For Esmé, With Love and Squalor.” Her name was Katerina, anyway.

"All, everything I understand, I understand only because I love."
― Leo Tolstoy