Today, DT stated that he’s going to change the name of the Gulf of Mexico to the Gulf of America. Gut punch to this geography minor who loves place names, and who happened to work in the Gulf of Mexico. I must gather my internal resources and practice up in preparation for his return to […]
Read MoreThis is basically a placeholder to say I’m still here, but now my ‘here’ is elsewhere. I moved from Tucson, Arizona to St Helens, Oregon in December 2024. It’s strange to be back in the land where the sun goes down at 430 p.m.; I sweat through my clothes, even though it’s cold out; and […]
Read MoreI came up with a new paradigm for the universe at this moment: a jigsaw puzzle. And we are each a piece of the puzzle. You may not be on the cutting edge, or anchor a corner, but know that without your participation, the whole will never be complete. We all feel the blank spot […]
Read MoreI began the day by making coffee, stirring in a bit of sugar and a scoop of protein powder, thinking about the possibility of the day, anticipating meeting a guy for the first time. As I approached my chair to sit with my feet on the windowsill, holding my coffee, my foot was stumped by […]
Read MoreI’ve been thinking a lot about abortion lately. Whenever I think about abortion, I think about how lucky I am that I never needed one. But it wasn’t luck that kept me from needing an abortion. It was Planned Parenthood. Planned Parenthood gave me free birth control when I was fifteen. But how did I […]
Read MoreChristmas just hasn’t been my bag since my mom died of breast cancer in 1987. Around 1992, I was enrolled in the sculpture program at University of Houston and came up with a way to express my anti-Christmas sentiments. In my previous post, Anti-Christmas Show, I posted some photos from that show. I’d set out […]
Read MoreThese are images from an Anti-Christmas art installation I did at River Oaks Theater, Houston, TX, c. 1992. I installed three Christmas trees with the themes of Money, Time and Death, and Family. I hung a fourth tree from the ceiling by the trunk and jammed it into a black velvet dress; it was about […]
Read MoreI’m Resisting Change, but I’m Doing it Anyway Really, I am too hilarious. I can see it. I’ve listened to several encouraging audiobooks over the last year, all of them cheering me on to commit to the life I want. But as I listen, I notice the self who is pushing back, the one who […]
Read MoreMy first post on Medium https://medium.com/@heidimacdonald5000/starting-somewhere-f7a7f0ea758f I didn’t realize I could post it here, and link to Medium. I did that for the next one.
Read MoreNo matter which of the many addresses my sister and I lived at as we grew up, we always lived under my mother’s punishing roof. We were subjected to our alcoholic mom’s cruelty and humiliation when she managed to notice us; the rest of the time, we were merely neglected. (It wasn’t all bad, but […]
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