“Confess your own story, not someone else’s,” has been my writing motto of late. Since the motto has served me well, I sometimes endeavor to pass on my insights, as I did recently, when an overnight guest of a woman who delighted me with show-and-tell details of certain events that shaped her life.
"I'm so happy you selected my home, Edith," she greeted me at the door. "So glad to get to know you. I'm in the midst of taking a writing workshop." Clearly my host, a musician by vocation, ...
Can you accept that all things are impermanent and that there is no essential substance or concept that is permanent?
Can you accept that all emotion brings pain and suffering and that there is no emotion that is purely pleasurable?
Can you accept that all phenomena are illusory and empty?
Can you accept that enlightenment is beyond concepts; that it’s not a perfect blissful heaven, but instead a release from delusion?
When you accept and practice these four truths, you may consider your...
Sonya Huber writes:
Edith, I liked your post on Bill Roorbach. He is a great and generous guy, and it shows in his reaction to you.
As a memoirist, I share stories and words, but I also keep my word. Many writers of creative nonfiction wrestle with whether they have the right to craft certain experiences into an essay or book if those experiences overlap with the lives of others. The rub is that stories and lives always do overlap. I’ve been thinking lately about how much of my role as a ...
|South Of Wheatland In Wyoming|
|Though I now live in Wyoming, I make frequent return trips to California with visits to travel club members along the way. At home I play classical guitar, enjoy gardening and cooking, and participate in group yoga. Getting together with family and friends is high on my agenda. I value people who write or make music and love it when my adult children and their offspring play their instruments, sing songs with me, or discuss what they read and write. Such gatherings help me cope with the losses in my life, which have been severe. Next year I hope to visit family in Germany.|