• change is good

    Snapshot: Children Meditating

    The other day, I decided I wanted to get all three of my children started with a regular meditation practice. They’ve all had the opportunity to try it, but haven’t done so regularly. My motivation is primarily to give them a practice they can turn to when they need to deal with the stresses of life. If meditation became something they are skilled at eventually, then it would be a ready “tool” at their disposal. At the same time, I would work on making my own practice a daily one. All I ask of them right now is 2 minutes a day. I visit each of them before they head…

  • Creative Juice

    Writing distracts a writer from writing

    I’ve been neck-deep in my writing projects lately, and I kept finding that writing other things distracts me from writing what I enjoy writing the most. Whew, what a mouthful of typewritten words. I have to admit that, although I frankly did enjoy writing it, I was happy to complete the short story Secret Signs. The truth is that although it was a story I wanted to tell and a story I genuinely cared about, right now I’m wanting to keep diving into the fictional world I created when I first wrote The Goblin Road. What I’ve realized recently is that any other kind of writing is going to be…

  • Creative Juice,  Deaf-Centered Topics

    Secret Signs: Part 4 (Conclusion)

    By J. Parrish Lewis Part 1     Part 2     Part 3  Part 4 For nearly a week, Alice’s intended consequence for her mother, a perpetual cold shoulder, crumbled slowly until she gave in to her reality. No words, no apologies or favors, would get Alice what she wanted. She knew this because she knew her mother, knew that her mother means what she says and says what she means. By the end of the week, conversations were still chilly, but Alice felt herself letting go, a dog who has relented on the bone its master reclaimed. She did not see Wren. Once, as quick as a blink,…

  • Life

    Thoughts on a Saturday morning

    You know, I got up this morning with a plan to write a post about something. Nothing specific, I just figured I was due to write a post, which meant coming up with a topic of something I WANTED to write about. Nothing comes to mind. I’d rather work on my fiction, which means working offline and nothing to post. But then I said to myself, “Hey, Self, what if you just share a few thoughts from this morning, just because you can. Not that anyone’s going to have a whale of a time reading that, but it’ll be good. Go on, do that.” So here I am. Of course,…

  • Deaf-Centered Topics

    When I was the isolated deaf kid

    When I was in High School, I spent the majority of my time alone, feeling invisible. At lunchtime most days, I’d get a couple packets of Nutty Bars and go to my little space in the Art classrooms, purposefully isolating myself rather than feel invisible in the cafeteria. For the first two years, I at least usually had my older brother after school to hang out with, so my isolation was limited to school hours. We unfortunately went to separate schools, even though we were both deaf kids, because I relied on interpreters while he relied on his hearing aids. When we got home from school, tossing our backpacks on…