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We Never Leave You, You Never Leave Us: Everyday Magic, Day 1064

August 6, 2022

I left because it was making me sick, the “it” being the job I had loved fiercely and believed I would give my heart and time to until I was well past retirement age. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. It was one of the bravest. But my decision also meant

We're Positively (or Negatively) Electrical: Everyday Magic, Day 1063

July 20, 2022

Yesterday my phone blew a microchip hissy fit and lost it ability to dial out or answer calls a few hours before the air-conditioning in the living room — a big-ass window unit that cools much of the house — died and shortly after a lightbulb in the dining room fixture exploded. It’s not just

We Used to Write Letters: Everyday Magic, Day 1062

July 10, 2022

Dear Readers, For last month, I’ve been on an archeological colonoscopy into my past as I sorted through boxes and big plastic vats of papers and keepsakes. I was spurred into motion after Pittsburg State University enthusiastically agreed to house my papers, creating an archive of my writing and life, that at the least will

Boobs and Bravery on the Move: Everyday Magic, Day 1061

June 27, 2022

It’s been a week of boobs and bravery on the move (and I don’t mean the supreme court, which I have other names for rather than slang for an often beloved part of our bodies), all as a consequence of me having had breast cancer and harboring the BRCA 1 genetic mutation. Part and parcel

Being Made of Weather: Everyday Magic, Day 1060

June 12, 2022

Weather. That was the theme of the 2022 Symphony in the Flint Hills, and because of all my weather poetry, especially my poem “Being Made of Weather” included in this year’s field guide, I was invited to come present. The free tickets didn’t hurt either, or at least, I didn’t think going could do our

Traveling Woman: Everyday Magic, Day 1059

June 11, 2022

Suddenly, I’m on the road a lot after the time-bending months of the pandemic. I went to Wichita for a night to visit with an old friend I hadn’t seen since B.C. (Before Covid), then to the Writers’ Colony at Dairy Hollow Eureka Springs, Arkansas for another kind of travel: into the memoir I’m writing

Force of Nature Day (Which is Actually Everyday): Everyday Magic, Day 1058

May 17, 2022

Yesterday began with running outside in our pajamas to cut irises as fast as possible while 70 mph winds and a giant thunderstorm descended. The day ended with a full lunar eclipse’s red moon. Some days are like that – force of nature days when everything seems to happen with such power, art, soul, and

"Three Walking Songs for the Night": Everyday Magic, Day 1056

May 13, 2022

Going from winter (otherwise known as much of April) to summer (disguised as May this year) has plummeted many of us in Kansas into the high humidity of late summer, chiggers and thunderstorms and all. While determined to work outside on this porch as much as I can — ceiling and floor fans swirling and

Cancer Anniversaries: Everyday Magic, Day 1056

April 30, 2022

Cancer is often measured in anniversaries and fruit. We survivors often report in with our years out from the cancer after our initial diagnosis, yet in diagnostic land, we speak of tumors as big as grapefruits or plums. Today is my third anniversary of being diagnosed with eye cancer aka ocular melanoma, which made me

The Quiet In-Betweens: Everyday Magic, Day 1055

April 19, 2022

Sometimes I feel like I’m at a sudden still point between waves of motion and change. Like right now as I sit in a floral chair in my living room, staring out at the just-cleaned kitchen counter and still-stuff-piled-on kitchen table while the dog sleeps in the corner and the cat sleeps in her clementine

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