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The Pen Is Mightier than the Keyboard

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The Pen Is Mightier than the Keyboard by Erin Binney

By Erin Binney The proverbial blank page. I’ve been caught in a staring contest with it more times than I can shake a Paper Mate pen at. Except these days, rather than a page, it’s usually a blank screen. For me, the blank screen is worse. From the get-go, it feels adversarial, what with the […]

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The Inside & Out

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The Inside & Out by Christine Brooks

By Christine Brooks Inside a drop of   rain, in this place ofdrowned granite & smoothcobble looking out, from melancholy tearsblown infrom theIrish Seagolden Kings walk amongusas freely as those paleshadowsthat have most unwillinglygoneahead if only, to walk ushome not a mindful breathaway,like the coos from unseenbirdsin the mossy roots of thegrand twisted trees on thegreen but, […]

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Bending Time

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Bending Time by Melina Rudman

By Melina Rudman I settled self-consciously into the wide, silky blue band and waited for class to begin. It had been months since I had participated in a yoga class, and aerial yoga would be taking it to a whole new level.  I closed my eyes and focused on my breath. “Allow yourself to be […]

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Codependency

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Codependency

By Lisa Werhan Dear Writing, Babe, I’m breaking up with you. I mean it this time. For real. This is goodbye. We’re through. Over. Done. It’s not you. It’s me. You, my dear Writing, are fascinating, noble, enigmatic, witty, and endlessly intriguing in your myriad forms and genres. Yes, Babe, you’re clearly not the problem […]

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A Person of Place

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A Person of Place

By Vana Nespor When I first arrived in New England, I believed that human beings fell into two totally incompatible categories: People of Place and Interlopers. People of Place fit neatly, or haphazardly, or wickedly into the interdependent tapestry of their communities. They paused in the aisles at the Big Ys or Piggly Wigglys and […]

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When Memory Fails the Memoirist

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When Memory Fails the Memoirist

By Wren Bellavance-Grace I remember coming out to my family. Mostly because it didn’t go well. In hindsight, Christmas night may not have been the best timing. When I was done speaking, my mother stood and left the room in silence. My sister, who was about 18 at the time, followed. I found my mother […]

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The Tao of Why

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The Tao of Why

By Kim MacQueen When I first began my Buddhist study, the zendo was like a foreign country. Everything was either sage or beige. We weren’t supposed to look anybody in the eye. Someone beat a drum steadily as we walked around in circles, clad head-to-toe in brown robes, our hands folded in front of us […]