Surviving to Read Another Story

Surviving to Read Another Story

When I entered 8-year-old Seanne Smith’s hospital room, I could see immediately she was in pain.  The cancer she had been fighting so valiantly had taken a turn for the worse.  Skin was falling from the roof of her mouth, the treatment that had been working,...
 Mrs. Phyllis Norton, my Forever Muse 

 Mrs. Phyllis Norton, my Forever Muse 

“Hi Michale, its Priscilla Norton.  I am so delighted you’ll be storytelling at my school next week and I have a request.  My mom has just returned to Alaska after living the last forty years in Bend, Oregon and would love to come and hear you.  Would...
Ode to my Mother on my 79th Birthday

Ode to my Mother on my 79th Birthday

Today, June 4th, I’m celebrating my 79th birthday. And as you might expect, I’m reflecting! I’m thinking about the journey I’ve been on to get here…the growth, the challenges, and the wisdom I’ve accrued over a lifetime. I’m thinking about gratitude.  And...
Making the World more Beautiful

Making the World more Beautiful

Miss Rumphius, who by that time was quite old, leaned over and looked directly into the eyes of the children who were visiting.  She said, “It’s all fine and well my dears that when you grow up you want to travel to far-away places as I did, and when you get old,...
Gift from Gorky Park, Moscow

Gift from Gorky Park, Moscow

4-year-old Aloshya looked different than the other children waiting for us at the Changing House in Gorky Park, Moscow. His head was too big for the rest of his body. His skin was tinged blue. A woman, whom I assumed was his mother, was holding him. My interpreter...
It happened in Iraq

It happened in Iraq

It was 1998, between the Gulf War and the Iraq War and during the time of US imposed sanctions on Iraq that I followed my intuition and traveled to Baghdad and Basrah. At the time it was a 12-year prison sentence and a million dollar fine for a US citizen to make that...