I was recently watching the film “Born Yesterday”…the 1950 version with Judy Holliday, William Holden, and Broderick Crawford.  I’m quite familiar with it.  In the 1970s I acted in two different productions of the Garson Kanin play, originally written in 1946....

I remember it so vividly.  I was standing in the Gap store in Old Town Pasadena, when my heart started racing and I began to hyperventilate.  What was happening?  I was much too young for a heart attack…it was clearly some sort of anxiety.  Agoraphobia?  There...

“Make haste to deliver me…to help me.”  Psalm 70:1

What does this mean?  The God who knows no time constraints has us pray for his speed, his haste.  Doesn’t “haste make waste”?  Don’t we already live in an impatient day, when we want...

In the weeks before his death Jesus says, “Listen to me carefully. We are on our way up to Jerusalem. When we get there, the Son of Man will be betrayed to the religious leaders and scholars. They will sentence him to death. They will then hand him over to the Romans for mockery and torture...

“let it alone this year also, until I dig around it and put on manure.”  Luke 13:8  ESV

During summer’s scorch the birch tree withered,
so many dead branches, leaves shriveled and brown.
“Cut it down,” he said, but that sounded so cruel.
“Prune it...

When I was an adolescent, I had a system for organizing my closet.  Skirts together, shirts together, sweaters together.  I would start at the left each day and pull a skirt from the line and then match it up with one of my blouse options and then a sweater, starting the quest for each...

The whole world is on a sickbed right now.  I’m praying for a healing, but not a return to life as usual.  In many ways I am not desiring my old normal…and not just because as an introvert I have more time to myself.  There is a lot that I miss about my former...

On a summer morning walk, I noticed a praying mantis clinging to the underside of a car tire, drawn there by the lure of shade, in the already rising temperatures of a hot, California day.  “What a strange place to rest,” I thought.  A precarious place—at any moment...

I have a confession to make.  Since the coronavirus lock-down in March, I have become addicted to the televised news.  It didn’t happen all at once.  As with all addictions it started gradually and over the months it grew and grew.  I became absorbed with the daily...

As a college theatre major, I had to do quite a bit of auditioning:  cold readings, prepared monologues, call-backs when there were other actresses in the running for the same role.  And there was that one exhilarating, excruciating moment when all the auditioning was over, and we...