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Perhaps the very essence of human nature calls for naming things to make sense of the world. I imagine the first humans touching rocks, blades of grass, newborn babies, and the fur of animals they killed. And making sounds — the first sounds that named the things they were touching.  In my mind the sounds […]

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I woke up this morning to a silence that was spreading inward and outward at the same time.  Inward, I felt very centered, still chasing the tail of a dream while slowly reaching into the waking life. It was pleasant. Outward, I couldn’t hear any sounds outside the window and I imagined the snow that  […]

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… as I was saying “it” all started when I was six years old. I grew up in Gościcino (watch a short video here), in a single family house.  My maternal grandparents lived on the first level of the house and my family — my parents, my sister Aleksandra, and I — lived on the […]

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Thanksgiving

I give thanks for all the people in my life; family, friends, students, readers I know and the ones I don’t know, the ones I have met, and the ones I will never see in my life. I give thanks to you.  Thank you for being in my life. Thanks by  W. S. Merwin Listen […]

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I am reading Listening Is An Act of Love. It’s a collection of stories edited from transcripts of StoryCorps interviews. The StoryCorps self-described mission is to “to provide Americans of all backgrounds and beliefs with the opportunity to record, share, and preserve the stories of our lives.” From what I have been experiencing while reading […]

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Last night I woke up at 3:15 a.m. and since I felt perfectly rested I didn’t see any reason of staying in bed.  I decided to go downstairs. All the lights in the house were out, even the small one above the stove that is usually left on just so we can see our steps […]

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When I look at this picture of myself with an apple I think of how history is remembered, preserved, and passed on to the next generations. I come to the conclusion that an accurate account of history doesn’t exist. History is not recorded as a continuum of things that happened. It is rather a knowledge […]

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I came to believe that the me inside of me is the same since my earliest memories can reach. I came to believe that time and experience have changed my flesh and matured my way of thinking but have had no impact on the core or the essence of what constitutes the me. And I […]

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I was three years, three months, and one week old on the day my baby sister, Aleksandra, was born. I didn’t know my mom was pregnant and I didn’t know I lived in Poland.  I didn’t know there was a world outside of my own and I didn’t know I had my own world. I […]

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The Stoning of Soraya M. is the movie you must see and the movie you should not see. What do I mean? When I was a little girl growing up in Poland, my family — my parents, my younger sister, Aleksandra, and I — went on picnics regularly. One of the places we liked was Żarnowiec Lake, located […]

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