Every-time I hear of another incident created against humanity I feel as if I am living in another universe. But this post is not intended to address that. That in itself is such a huge topic; Iâ€™ll leave it for another time. But it makes me question whether we have always inhabited these other-worlds, and, consciously or unconsciously, do we make the journey with the possibility of never returning to our known worlds.
Now for my second topic: In September, for Mexican Independence Day, Saturday Sept. 16, I was asked to read and discuss Dust Unto Shadow at the East Los Angeles Library at 2 pm.
If Iâ€™ve sent you this blog post as an email- YOU ARE INVITED and I will be expecting you! You can see the flyer here: http://colapublib.org/calendar/index.php?com=detail&eID=114787
And to end a torching hot August, today, The Latina Book Club ran an interview on me you can read about it here: http://www.latinabookclub.com/
When I would arrive at my rental apartment in Paris, there was an old stack of books on the fireplace mantel, faded from the sunlight streaming in the window on those gloriously quiet afternoons and dusty from years of idle use.
Recently conversing with a 95 year old former school teacher, she shared that Benjamin Franklin was one of the greatest diplomats that ever lived and that he along with George Washington shared their tips on codes of conduct for young men.
Last week I dined at one of my favorite restaurants, Bistro 45, in Pasadena, a French-American bistro, where I had the second best meal of my life; the first being at Joel Robuchon’s in Las Vegas. With that in mind, rather than write about music or food I thought I’d appeal to your visual senses
I don’t know why I have this allure with horses, it’s a spiritual connection and when I’m on one, I feel I can do anything because they are magnificent animals, velvety and smooth and ever so gentle.