Women’s March 2018: Oakland, CA

We marched a year ago across the country — and around the world. I had flown to DC as had hundreds of thousands. This year, I stuck closer to home, but in the intervening year, I have continued to protest and march against an administration that seems to only care for the very rich, the…

How my new pressure cooker is blowing my mind

Mealtime just got a makeover around here. Dinner doldrums and ruts be gone . . . there’s a new pressure cooker in town. Ok, maybe I’m being a little over-dramatic, but there is a reason that the Instant Pot has become all the rage. Open Pinterest and there are countless recipes to whet your appetite;…

My Mother the Car: A series of good-byes

Who remembers the TV show from the 60’s, “My Mother the Car”? It only ran for one season, and I was maybe 7 years old, but my imagination was captivated by the notion that one’s mother could be reincarnated and inhabit the spirit of your favorite car. I remember giggling through many of the arguments…

2018: Be the Phoenix Rising

2017 — you were a hard year.  It seems as if you put all the things on the line and then took a steamroller to them. And while we are certainly worse for the wear — cracks and fissures in our humanity and our democracy — we have also proven our strength and our resilience….

Just a Blog Away: Fishermen and Poets

There is so much creativity and wonder out there in the blogging world and I need to grab more of it in 2018.  That’s one of my goals for the new year. I don’t make resolutions because resolutions are notoriously bad at holding up over time. Goals, though, are doable. Specific. They can be tracked…

With Time on Our Hands

On this last Friday of 2017, I am thinking a lot about how we spend our time — time that flies by so fast and furiously with all the “shoulds” and “musts” and lists galore. I’ve been paying quite a bit of attention to what happens when some of that pressure is lifted. What happens…

On Boxing Day: Find Respite (and movie-makers) at Rock City

When you get together with one of your best friends on Boxing Day — and your idea of a good time is NOT heading to the mall — it’s best to head outdoors.  For us, that meant Rock City on Mt. Diablo (in Danville, CA): a place where wind and sky meet rock and earth,…

The Light We Find In Our Stories

As the days got longer this year, I found it darker than usual. It’s been a rather dark time — and in the darkness, there is an abundance of quiet — so much quiet that I haven’t been able to find the words to blog. Don’t worry — nothing in particular has been wrong —…

Merry Everything that’s Holy

Originally posted on Barbara Ganias Comstock:
After the long, hard slog of autumn, it’s the morning of Christmas Eve.  I am a swirl of thoughts and emotions as I face my fears and count my blessings.  My older daughter is home from college, having survived her first semester with many triumphs, and my younger one…

The Season of Unpixelated Wonder

Have you ever been so caught up in a moment of wonder, so captured by something, that the world stands still? For me, those moments are usually highly visual moments — which means that a whole lot of feelings are woven in and through an image captured only by my mind’s shutter. Those are probably…

WordPress Delivered My First Gift of Christmas

After Thanksgiving, I went into a bit of hibernation. Work and responsibilities at home don’t stop when I need downtime, so I’ve backed off in other areas where I have more control — which is why I’ve been a bit quiet for a week. My poor little blog hasn’t gotten much attention at all. But…