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I believe in the transformative power of our stories and in our innate ability to write our way into greater courage, resilience, and creativity. As a writer, educator, creativity consultant and coach, and the former Kansas Poet Laureate, I work with individuals, organizations, businesses, and communities to find and live our truest stories.

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Prayer for the New Year & Bonus Posts: Everyday Magic, Day 993

January 12, 2020

Although 2020 is already underfoot, this is my first blog post of the year, and it’s the first post that will go out to all of you who are subscribers since sometime in October when my website had some issues. Thanks to my soul brother Ravi’s generous time and ample wisdom, the sight is fully

In the Last Hours of the Decade: Everyday Magic, Day 992

December 31, 2019

But that's how time is: a human invention although the seasons born of the turning of the earth, the growth of the trees, and the motion of rocks moving slowly across oceans or fields keep their own kind of count.

Thinking About the Kaddish and the Life Force: Everyday Magic, Day 991

December 28, 2019

Lately I’ve been thinking about the Kaddish, one of the core prayers in Judaism and more or less a call and response to the life force. It seems especially relevant now at the end of the year and the end of the decade when one stretch of time ends and another begins. I’ve been Kaddish-prone

Where Have You Gone?: Remembering Jerry: Everyday Magic, Day 990

December 20, 2019

Lately, I’ve been thinking about my good friend Jerry, who died on December 13 five years ago. While revising my new collection of poetry, How Time Moves, for publication, I’m struck by how many poems I wrote about this dear friend, but then again, every time I drive down Massachusetts Street, past the apartment where

What Can You See?: Everyday Magic, Day 989

November 26, 2019

“Has your sight come back?” people ask me. I try to find a normal way to answer an increasingly complex question because my sight in my right eye is in flux and over the cusp of legally blind. As many readers know, I’ve been on an ocular melanoma road trip through radiation, surgeries, and surprising

New York City Wander Week: Everyday Magic, Day 988

October 20, 2019

I stood in the East Village Friday morning, marveling at a Langston Hughes quote I’ve never seen about falling in love with the energy of New York City each time he returned here. The quote was on an electronic kiosk, and while I got my phone out quickly, it wasn’t quick enough, so I waited

A Bug In My Ear, or Why Is This Night Different From Other Nights?: Everyday Magic, Day 987

October 4, 2019

In the middle of the night, Ken and I learned a whole new wrinkle of what “in sickness and in health” means as well as a new use for leftover Manischewitz Passover wine. As with most things, it began with something very small: a bug, but not just any bug. This one was tiny enough

Where I Live: A New Year's Moment: Everyday Magic, Day 986

September 29, 2019

I live down a winding and dipping gravel road, lately wet or puddled in its low parts because of underground springs and an abundantly rainy summer. Coming down this drive today after the long catapult from 4 a.m. in Paradise Valley, Arizona, to my son Forest’s car at the Kansas City airport, homecoming filled my

Panic Attacks, Anyone?: Everyday Magic, Day 985

September 15, 2019

It’s 5:47 a.m. when I wake, trying to figure out how to fit my laptop into an antique desk that’s falling apart. My worry about the dream desk starts galloping into many manner of other worry, from the sublime (climate change) to the ridiculous (having to wake early for a gig next February, and what

Counting on the Other Side of Cancer: Everyday Magic, Day 984

September 9, 2019

When life feels out of control, I start counting. I first noticed this habit/neurosis/coping mechanism when I was in labor for my oldest child. I was in too much pain to count the seconds of each contraction, but between them, I couldn’t stop counting. My mind was immersed in a world of ascending numbers, which

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