I’ve often wondered if we currently are experiencing another archaeological period, one that hasn’t been classified yet, but rather than it varying from continent or region, we now share a world climate- The Heat Age.
It seems that the word, “power “ is the one to watch out for this week. We all have it, it’s not relegated to only the politicians. And we all possess the power to create. We create daily by the words we use, the thoughts we hold and the actions we take.
A few years ago I decided to participate in creating a natural planet so I began to compost. It’s nature’s most rewarding soil amendment. When you keep yard waste and kitchen scraps you yield a great harvest, and in my case, acorn squash.
When I was growing up, I couldn’t wait to bust loose. I thought the suburbs were for the bland of taste and I was an arbiter of style.
In 2010 I saw a version of the traditional bright red phone booths in England, transformed. Inside shelves had been installed stocked with books, with an opportunity for the reader to choose a book and swap one out.
Some family members thought I’d love returning to LA. The relationships I had with people prior to leaving just aren’t there anymore. Out of sight, out of mind. I’m back and there were no bugles, no welcome mat.