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From the supermarket tabloid headlines glaring out at us as we stand in line to check out our groceries, one gets the impression that any scion of a Hollywood superstar is bound to be self-seeking, superficial, dim-witted and disorderly. But if you thought that about James Redford, you’d discover in about two seconds after meeting him that you were wrong… so wrong.

In fact, the highest compliment I can give Jamie Redford after my interview with him is that he reminds me of my husband, who is my benchmark for measuring integrity, intelligence, and selflessness in men. (And they’re…

From the moment we shared our first cup of coffee, my mother-in-law was my best friend. She’d call us and say to my husband, “You watch Daniel, and I’m going to fly Sharon up here for the weekend, so we can go to ‘Music Circus’.” These were a series of off-Broadway productions. She loved music, loved and she and I attended several together.

When she retired at age 75, we brought her to live with us – healthy and happy. We have a guest apartment down at the end of the hall and frequently, I’d be…

I finished The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Theories of the Universe. Am I any the wiser? I think so. I know there are more questions to be answered than I’ll ever find answers for. That’s alright. I know the quest for those answers is an ongoing one. As they say, better to travel hopefully than to arrive. Or something like that. It fits my worldview. I’ll continue to travel hopefully. I suppose recognition of that is arrival in a sense. Knowing what you don’t know is wisdom of a sort.

As I look at the world…

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One of the best things about living in the Bay Area of San Francisco is that I get to meet and mingle with some of the most talented artists in the world: Amy Tan standing six feet away from me, singing “These Boots are Made for Walking” with the band, Los Train Wreck, as I sit drinking cheap wine at El Rio in the Mission; Robin Williams winking at me as he sits with fellow cyclists, when I get my morning coffee at Read the full article »

by Patricia McCaron

Hey, Listen to this.
The poetry of story.
A poet tells a story about stories.
Poetry, gossip and the pursuit of
Pleasure.
Is there any other way?
Now what do you think of me?
You’ve got to stop and be there
for the poem as long as it takes.
Just stand still.
Wherever you are is called here,
and the song goes on.
The time will come when you can
feast on your life.
We sit by the fire…

Before I start writing here, I’d like to issue a few disclaimers:

1. I know that ADD is real and I’m not making light of it, even if it sounds like it.
2. I love my daughter, more than anything or anyone else in the world. She’s everything to me.
3. I’m not a bad mom, damn it. I just feel like one sometimes.
4. I am using “mom” interchangeably with “dad.”

Being a mom is a thankless job. I mean, there are no monetary rewards, nor is…

I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for the spring. With Groundhog Day, Valentine’s Day, and Presidents’ Day long gone, it’s time to refocus on maintaining a fit and healthy lifestyle, and putting the ho-hums of winter behind us. By focusing our energy on improving our health and the way we look and feel, our attitude will become more positive, we’ll have more “pep in our step”, and our smiles will transform the gloomy days of winter into the renewing energy of springtime.

We’ve all heard that to maintain good health, we need to…

by Lucy Simpson

“I am perception and knowledge, uttering a Voice by means of thought. I am the real Voice. I cry out in everyone, and they recognize it (the voice), since a seed dwells in them.”
─ Nag Hammadi Library, Trimorphic Protennoia, translated by John D. Turner

Back in the garden of eden
when leaves were holy
every vein a beatitude

everything was possible
for these monkeys
for these little Hanumans

The light sang beneath the boughs
little fish shadows darting
and god walked in…

My youngest son is a space enthusiast. His bedroom is decorated with posters of the planets and the space shuttle. There are those glow-in-the-dark stars plastered all over his ceiling, and mounted directly above his bed is a working replica of the solar system.

In February 2008, when he was twelve-years-old, he found out there was going to be a lunar eclipse visible in our area. He was so excited about it that he posted a note on the main entrance to our house so we wouldn’t forget. He eagerly waited for the…

Note from editors: Every since our editor-in-chief’s book, Harlots Sauce, was published, she has been receiving dozens of emails and Facebook messages each week from people seeking her advice on their life and love problems. About this she has said, “People seem to feel comfortable asking my opinion, even if they haven’t met me. Maybe it’s because after reading my book, they learn that I’m someone who, in my past, has failed miserably at every possible relationship – that of being daughter, wife, mother… even friend. You go to an expert when…