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Surprise Lilies: Everyday Magic, Day 948

Here is a poem about this moment's offering all around where I live. May this election day bring us lovely and happy surprises too.   Surprise Lilies Green shots, pink ribbons in the alley lining the dumpster or the driveway around the broken mowers, past moving out date, before school buses in the open slash between the heat that levels us and the storms on the next page of the horizon. When you don't know, when you're lost, when there's nowhere to stand there they are, never bent or expected. They thrive on what you've forgotten about, given away or [...] Read More

From Your Alley to My Kitchen: Everyday Magic, Day 947

The last few days of July are truly Christmas for All in the Alleys. Because this is a college town with a whole lot of students, too-well equipped by their fretting parents with stuff they won't use, and these students move out in a hurry when much of our rental housing turns over August 1 each year, you can shop the alleys for home and hearth this week. Sometimes I know what I'm looking for and I find it: a new vacuum, easy chair, throw pillows, or various electronic equipment which may or may not work (if broken, I return [...] Read More

I’m in Love With a Great Lake: Everyday Magic, Day 946

I'm in love with Lake Superior, and the more I visit, the deeper I fall. Not only is this the greatest of the Great Lakes, containing 10% of all the fresh water on earth, but it's wildly ancient, mysteriously mutable, and stunningly gorgeous in all its colors and moods. Having just perched on the side of the lake in a cabin for a week, once again, I saw this inland sea turn pink, gray, navy blue, baby blue, black, brown, orange at the edges at sunrise, and purple in the center at sunset. Always in motion, the waves incessant, this [...] Read More

On the Cusp of the Vacation: Everyday Magic, Day 945

I'm lucky. I get to go on a vacation, not something everyone has the privilege of doing so that they can enter into a great un-doing or other-the-usual-doings in a new or old place. For us, it's a particularly ancient place, on the cool shores of Lake Superior (truly superior!) by way of Ames, Iowa tonight, where we will luxuriate in temperatures 10 degrees cooler than the holy hell of the weather here, then Minneapolis, which is cool in multiple ways. At this moment, the car is packed except for the vitamins, which would melt. The gas tank is full. [...] Read More

Annual Pilgrimage to Our Patron Saint: Mary Chapin Carpenter: Everyday Magic, Day 944

"Show a little inspiration, show a little spark," Mary Chapin Carpenter sings in her song "The Hard Way." Kelley Hunt, one of my beloveds and my songwriting partner, happily obliged her by summoning up the inspiration and spark to strap ourselves into my peanut-butter-colored car so we can once again worship at her feet and replenish our songwriting well. This year we trekked to Wichita for a long day's night to the Wabi Sabi (beautiful, decaying, and full of soul and vibrancy) Orpheum Theater to see  this shining soul sing some of the greatest songs we know, such as "Stones in the Road," [...] Read More

Went In For a CT Scan, Left With a Panic Attack: Everyday Magic, Day 943

"That's caveman stuff, and there's no way you can stop it," my friend Kris told Ken and me over carrot-orange-ginger juice and corn meal pancakes at the Roost today. I was just past (but not past)  a CT scan, a routine check because of all the pancreatic cancer in my family. To my surprise, once lying down, happily chatting up the technician, I went from A-Ok to No-Way-In-Hell in a flash. All it took was the machine moving me toward the scanner, and panic took over the wheel. This is not to say I didn't try to then smooth down [...] Read More

Depression Beyond Comprehension: Everyday Magic, Day 942

I screwed up.  When it comes to some close friends who suffer greatly from the kind of depression beyond comprehension --  mine at least -- I haven't always understood what my pals were going through or how to truly show up without my fixer-bee faux-super-cheery hero cape on. Instead, to sooth my anxiety over their emotional state, I offered a smorgasbord of solutions that would solve the problem (as I saw it) of despairs if that despair was just some fog the sun of new plans could burn away. True, I also listened well, but listening doesn't always equate understanding. [...] Read More

After 64 Consecutive Semesters, Taking a Break: Everyday Magic, Day 941

Time for a break I started teaching when I was 26. It was English 101 at the University of Kansas, a gig I figured would help me get through graduate school so I could cozy up with my real calling: writing. A funny thing happened on the way through the classroom: I was instantly smitten and soon discovered that teaching was just as much my real work. I regularly told my students, struggling with essay-writing on demand, what I told myself as a writer: Don't think. Pay attention. Keep going. It served us all well. This fall (starting [...] Read More

The Beauty of Overgrowth: Everyday Magic, Day 940

With temperatures rising to summertime and good rains falling last week, everything is speeding into growth around this house. The hostas look like they're on steroids, and all blossoming things are exploding into petals until they're spent to thin, brown paper. Within the house of this human, a whole lot is growing exponentially too, coming to fruition at 80 mph. A bunch of projects that seemed maybe-ish are definite, meaning my days are full with finalizing an extensive online class with Laura Packer on our Right Livelihood Professional Training, watching clips of pre-Holocaust Jewish life in Europe for an upcoming [...] Read More

I’m in Love With Irises (Peonies Too): Everyday Magic, Day 939

Why are they so mind-blowingly beautiful? Is it the delicate petal, something between paper and flesh? Or the enormous resilience of seemingly delicate twists of blossoming ethers that can hold up their angel  bodies in ferocious storms and come up smiling the next morning? Is it the colors -- batik blues and black-purples glistening in the rain, gold dissolving to peach to pink or yellow cusps of sun folded around a quiet center of intoxication? Also, the yellow ones smell like lemons, the purple ones like grapes, and the brown ones like chocolate. Whatever it is, irises had me at [...] Read More

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