Category Archives: Inner Itches

Educational Virus

Posted on March 5, 2007 by Marisa

I’ve always believed that when you see patterns develop in your life, that there’s something to be learned from those patterns.  One pattern that has appeared in my life over and over again is that when I get a break … Continue reading →

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Choosing to be loving

Posted on February 7, 2007 by Marisa

I recently met a Unitarian minister who said that most ministers tend to give the same sermon over and over again. It might be called different things, and might come at the topic in hundreds of ways, but essentially there … Continue reading →

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What resolutions have to do with jumping rope

Posted on January 21, 2007 by Marisa

A couple of years ago, the young adult group at the Unitarian church I attend started talking about creating an alternative to the Sunday morning service. The idea would come up every couple of months, it would get tossed around … Continue reading →

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Missing Life

Posted on January 9, 2007 by Marisa

I was standing in my kitchen tonight, peeling some old wrinkled apples in order to turn them into apple sauce, when my cell phone rang.  It was my mom, calling from my sister’s concert.  She was calling to tell me … Continue reading →

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Reorienting to Philly

Posted on November 25, 2006 by Marisa

Unpacking my suitcase this morning, I realized that I brought bits of animal fur from the Portland menagerie across the country with me.  The dog’s course white hairs were woven into the fleece of the cheap neck pillow I bought … Continue reading →

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Driving in the fog

Posted on October 23, 2006 by Marisa

When I was in high school, I often found myself driving home at night in rainy, foggy weather. One of my favorite parts of those drives would be when I would have to cross the Fremont Bridge from the east … Continue reading →

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Loud salads and quiet rooms

Posted on October 5, 2006 by Marisa

One of my favorite things about not having a job is being home for lunch. Yesterday I made braised swiss chard and quinoa. Today I made a huge bowl salad with Boston lettuce, feta, turkey bacon, avocado, tomato and red … Continue reading →

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Guided flight

Posted on September 27, 2006 by Marisa

For the last couple of months, I’ve been thinking about going to Portland for a Subud gathering held the weekend before Thanksgiving. When I mentioned that I was pondering this possibility to my mom, she hopefully suggested that I stay … Continue reading →

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Knowing, Creating, Experiencing

Posted on August 20, 2006 by Marisa

This afternoon, I settled down on the living room couch with a book, prepared to spend a peaceful hour by myself, doing nothing but reading.  About ten minutes into this time, my roommate walked into the room.  He wasn’t whistling, … Continue reading →

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Standing behind the falls

Posted on July 24, 2006 by Marisa

Last night I wished fervently for a instantaneous transportation device that could take me from Philadelphia to Portland, OR in the time it would take to walk down a flight of stairs. My parents spent the late afternoon and early … Continue reading →

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