I Hate Hierarchies — Except for Maslow’s

Several years ago, a letter was published in the comments of the my local food co-op’s newsletter. The writer was expressing concern over the way cashiers handled food as they rang it up. Thank goodness, I thought, someone is finally speaking out, voicing my...

Let’s All Be Imperfect Together

When I was little, nothing was more fun than piling into a bed or a pile of cushions and cuddling and talking and reading and wondering about the world. My mom and sister and brother and I would all be kittens together. This came back to me today when I was in a...

Volunteer Unofficial Homeowner’s Association

For the second year in a row, I got an unsigned letter in the mail from a neighbor. Apparently, we don’t cut our lawn often enough for Neighbor. The truth of the situation — is my lawn unsightly? Is it anybody else’s business? SHOULD I cut the grass? — is...

Zero Balance

It’s hard to write or think or breathe after seeing a zero balance on my bank account. That’s one reason I try not to start the day with banking. Sticking my head in the sand, clearly, is not a good way to start the day either. Yet I might at least be able...

The Trouble with Sales

When I was 13, I invited my grandparents to take me on a trip to Hawaii, which they graciously accepted. We spent a little time in Honolulu and a bit more in Kauai and despite the weirdness of traveling with two old people I barely knew and was reasonably...