"I am no longer waiting for the world to be at peace;
I unclench my grasp and breathe peace in and out.
I am no longer waiting to do something great;
being awake to carry my grain of sand is enough.
I am no longer waiting to be recognized;
I know that I dance in a holy circle."

Mary Anne Perrone


Daughterhood and the Ugly Baby

Note: the woman in the photo is not my Mom, though she’s every bit as beautiful. Don’t take this the wrong way. My mother is the most...

Going to East Cupcake

I remember my Grandma Z as bubbly. Words bubbled out of her mouth. Her blonde wavy hair bubbled around her eyes. She bubbled around the...

Speaking in Tongues

I used to live where the branches and blossoms had nothing new to say to me. I rushed by them daily and grabbed the keys, always late for...