Outside the Circle

Cindy Milstein

They Are Together Still

In grief, sorrow often spreads across one’s body before the precise cause of it becomes apparent. A perfectly fine day turns dark, devoid of light. One has to fight back … Continue reading

April 10, 2014 · Leave a comment

Trying to Find Light against the Gray

My mom was too good at savoring the deep joys of life, and in the simplest of things. Some would call it mindfulness of the present. Others might view it … Continue reading

April 3, 2014 · Leave a comment

What Anarchism Is and Isn’t

Today I experimented yet again, all the while battling my inner push-me, pull-me dialogue of whether it was a sensible decision or not, in doing a mainstream media show — … Continue reading

March 17, 2014 · 1 Comment

Hearing Voices

I had a conversation with my mom in a dream last night. Our talk was so vivid that I could literally hear the tenor of her voice. It started off … Continue reading

March 17, 2014 · Leave a comment

Things I Hate about San Francisco’s Gentrification: A Love Poem

Below you’ll find, first, a lengthy first-person prologue exploring the loss and grief many of us are experiencing — at accelerated paces — as our communities, cities, and loved ones … Continue reading

March 15, 2014 · 13 Comments

Two Moms, Double Heartbreak

The 24 hours of this March 3, 2014, have included fitful sleep and foggy waking hours, a half-finished story about my mother and her best friend (soul mate) of 40 … Continue reading

March 3, 2014 · Leave a comment

What We Might (Not) Dream

Maybe it’s because I dream big when I’m awake, and have always had trouble sleeping, but I hardly ever dream when I’m asleep. Or at least I don’t recall those … Continue reading

February 21, 2014 · Leave a comment

Gratitude Is

There are many methods offered for reminding oneself to be grateful, such as the daily practice of penning a tidbit of appreciation on a slip of paper and depositing it … Continue reading

February 12, 2014 · 4 Comments

What Silence Might Say

On the one hand, we need a certain amount of faith in life in order to keep moving through it with a modicum of hope. We need to have faith … Continue reading

February 9, 2014 · Leave a comment

A Telling Time

Time has folds in it that I don’t rightly seem to comprehend anymore. Flashbacks pop into my head like present-day happenings or embodied sensations. The future, when it occasionally makes … Continue reading

February 3, 2014 · Leave a comment

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