Angela and Mike met on the train tonight. Mike was tall, with sunglasses shading his eyes at 1:00 am, his skin even darker against a ripped white t-shirt. Angela had sat down on the last empty seat. She had short…
I haven’t spent much time working on my blog in the last few months, but for the last few days I was feeling like some small changes were needed. 1. I now have gravatar functionality set up. Go to this…
(i never said i wouldn’t write, only that i might not but this requires hidden words to record the moments, and i am not the type that forgets.) the most perfect times are when the rain is pouring down in…
O ye that dwell on earth! The religion of God is for love and unity; make it not the cause of enmity or dissension. In the eyes of men of insight and the beholders of the Most Sublime Vision, whatsoever…
As a departure from the last few rather serious posts, I’m going to write a bit about my recent adventures. I stopped in Madison, Wisconsin on my way home from Minnesota a few days ago to visit a childhood friend. …
In conversations with a number of friends, I have realized that while nearly all of us have multiple accounts on the internet for various reasons, very few of us have provided a way for these accounts to be accessed, maintained,…
(This post is not meant to educate on the Law of Huququ’llah, but instead is meant to create interest in the subject. To read more, go here.) For Blog Action Day, we are asked to write about poverty. I decided…
I’ve been cooking a lot, since I’m not working. In between the bouts of kitchen experimentation, I put in job applications and cross my fingers. There are two dishes that I thought I would share with you. We ate the…
I dreamed we were all standing on the shore staring across the bay and our feet felt the rocks beneath our shoes. There were clouds above and below in between our silent stares. We all gathered in an empty stone…
Georgia in the springtime Magnolia trees Bell the hound dog Southern charm and art galleries Tennis and the swimming pool Bell was a bad-tempered dog. I mean, we grew up together, in some ways, so she wasn’t too mean to…
Minnesota I was born in a hospital on the Mississippi River…but I don’t remember that part of my Minnesota story. When I was one year old, we left this state, but it has always been a second home, on account…
my childhood is split into memories of many places early: South Carolina wrapped in memories of the ocean trees and hills playing in the red clay with lizards and toads Baha’i Feast with just two families (homefront pioneers) wrapped in…
I never have more than five minutes to write. If there were more minutes there would be more pages. Forgetting more than remembering. My feet ache with two miles walked under heavy bags, with the feeling of concrete next to…
My friend Ronnie recently asked me to join a project that he started with Baha’i friends from several different countries. There are 6 of us, from London, Los Angeles, New York, Paris, Singapore, and Chicago (me). Every week we each…
the waves of the salty blue-green sea lifted me in my turmoil and tears you joined me and I can’t forget that. I needed laughter there was too much heartache you whispered and there was peace in the stars. There…
I’ve had time to read a few books. I think that it has been nine months since I last wrote about my reading list, so it has had time to pile up a bit. In addition to the books listed…
There was this man that we saw every day. He was neither young nor old, tall or short. Slightly balding, with a mustache, the kind of man that would blend into the background. He walked up the four steps to…
I got hungry when we came home from Baha’i Feast tonight at 11 pm. Being the slightly ridiculous person that I am when it comes to food, I decided to get creative. Ingredients: chopped onions & ginger ground beef quinoa…
Well hey, look at that. My birthday kind of surprised me this year (that might be a first). This is me at 9 days old. I still have that blanket. It is, of course, in perfect condition. I was born…
The weekend before last I drove to Kansas City with some friends for the wedding that we now call “Lovefest 2008”, otherwise known as Andrew & Erin’s wedding. Here are some things that I learned: – You can’t rent a…
My Persian grandparents are visiting right now. They left Iran after the 1979 Revolution, and have lived in the United States since then. My grandfather (Baba) is in his 90s, and my grandmother (Maman) is in her 70s. They are…
There are so many faces In each room, I turn and my heart fills with a million histories (I remember it all) There are two ways that I see: I see your smile and I feel your soul there is…
This weekend there shall be a convergence upon Kansas City, KS such as it has never seen. We are flying, driving, busing, and perhaps even walking to THE wedding of the summer. Too much? 🙂 Nah. To say that we’re…
So if you know of anyone that is hiring, do let me know. :-) I’ve got a nice little resume and work experience. Project/Event management type jobs, preferably, but I really don’t know where I’m going to end up. Quite…
The ingredients in the fridge were perfect for grilling, and so I decided to make a meal of it for the family. First, I made Persian kabob kubideh and rice. People seem to think that kabob is so difficult, but…
It makes me less lonely when my friends are writers: I feel their souls next to me when I read their words. There are a few things that make me smile, no matter what. At the moment all I can…
There are things to do. Decisions to be made. I’ve been home for nearly 2 months, and it has been a much needed break from the last few years of work (and before that, school). So…I’m working on that. Being…
I am feeling the sweet things, the moments where soft voices merge and we’re whispering in the dark, with lilies and the sound of old trees sighing against the wind. In the in-between time, the familiar pieces of myself jangling…
I wish I could see your eyes sweet whisper there were colors that danced and faded into the words Make sure the ghosts don’t follow me if the past was gone away make the dreams pass silently only in your…
“Hey man, you gotta wipe the prints. They find the prints, you’re going to get caught. You gotta wipe the prints!” -young man on the phone, crossing the street at State and Randolph, downtown Chicago. hahahaha, yeah, that was weird. …