Although I have a few topics I’m ready to blog about, I’ve not posted lately because I’m busy reading Split at the Root in German! It never ceases to amaze me how Universe works. There was a time when that language was my primary so I knew the difference between “deren” and “dessen.” That’s no longer the case, and I am sure other linguistic things have also fallen by the wayside. Should have made a greater effort to keep ...
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In gratitude for the many blessings received, on Thanksgiving (Nov. 27 & 28, 2014) I am offering a free ebook version of Split at the Root: A Memoir of Love and Lost Identity.
Here is an excerpt of the first time I met my niece and younger brother… (The Ruth mentioned is my German sister.)
I was back in the world of my experience with an ambivalent willingness to revise it. Surrounded by the objects of my childhood and being with ...
Continue Reading →It’s been a year since I met Sylvia on Twitter, where she informed me she had finished reading Split and would write a review for the book. She wrote two, one on Goodreads and one on Amazon. What impressed me was that she didn’t copy/paste the same review on both sites but wrote two separate reviews. And then, of course I loved what she said about Split. Several things have in the meantime contributed to our establishing a ...
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When friends commented that Split at the Root would become a #1 bestseller, I smiled and followed with the Irish saying, “From your lips to God’s ears.” Well, God must have listened, for last week, my little book hit #1 on Amazon’s Bestseller list, and stayed in that position for close to 48 hours. Not only as an ebook, which is cheaper, but #1 also in the more expensive ...
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In writing my recent book, Split at the Root: A Memoir of Love and Lost Identity (Kindle) or Split at the Root: A Memoir of Love and Lost Identity, I tell the story of growing up within a culture and a race that was different to my own. Here’s an excerpt:
Sometime at the end of January 1968, a few weeks after my return from Guatemala, the phone rang and my friend Gabi hollered excitedly through the receiver. “Hey Girl, listen. I’m ...
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In writing my recent book, Split at the Root: A Memoir of Love and Lost Identity (Kindle) or Split at the Root: A Memoir of Love and Lost Identity, I tell the story of growing up within a culture and a race that was different to my own. Here’s an excerpt:
And so, I learned that no woman in the world, “not even the Queen of England,” was spared a situation that would continue for a few days ...
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Twenty five years ago, I had a powerful reading that launched my search of self and threw me into therapy. A few days ago, by sheer providence and on Facebook (!) I stumbled upon the tarot reader of long ago.
We agreed to meet in the early evening on a late summer day. She lived on the second floor of a two-story house on a picturesque, tree-lined avenue like so many in New England. I looked at the clear evening sky ...
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It was embarrassing that I had not heard about the brilliant young writer and MacArthur Fellow, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Yesterday, an African friend directed me to the young Nigerian’s 2009 Ted Talk. At the time she was only 32 but had already received a string of awards and commendations. The fifth of six children, whose father was a professor and mother a college administrator, her childhood ...
Continue Reading →Every year, March 8 acts like a speed bump for me. A time to consider the opportunities I enjoy thanks to women who courageously blazed the trail for future generations. Only a few weeks ago we celebrated the 50th anniversary of Betty Friedan’s publication of The Feminine Mystique. The drastic changes for women in American society since the second wave of the ...
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Today is February 2nd, Candlemass. Candelaria, as we refer to it in Latin America. The name implies that it has to do with candles. This Christian holyday has been sidelined for a very long time. I really don’t know why, perhaps candles are no longer as important as they were before the discovery of electricity. In any event, on this day candles are blessed in Christian churches, primarily to remind believers that Jesus is the Light of the world.
What I ...
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