And What Will I Be When I’m Gone? By Jane Tawel, June 26, 2022 * And what will it be, when I am gone? When All is gone, when all of “I” is gone? No and Yes, Oh, what will I be when I am gone? * And what will…

The Flag We Really Need Right Now is Love By Jane Tawel June 14, 2022 * It is the fault in us, Horatio, and not in our star-struck eyes. It is society, and the culture of our own bent and broken time and place, that has informed us, tried to…

* He Bought Every Thing By Jane Tawel June 12, 2022 * He bought up every thing in the whole, whole wide world. He bought all the pleasures, the birds and the bees. And he plotted and planned how to buy even more, as he gassed the whole planet and…

Pictures and a Story on The Way to Jury Duty in L.A. by Jane Tawel June 8, 2022 * I walked this route from Union Station, Downtown Los Angeles each morning to the Clara Shortridge Foltz Criminal Justice Center. One morning I saw a thin, rather frantic young woman who had parked her shopping cart of belongings against the railings that are…

* Maybe It’s For the Best By Jane Tawel June 1, 2022 * I haven’t lost my faith. No, I’ve just lost my knowledge; and maybe that’s the best, the very best place to be. * I haven’t lost my faith, I’ve forfeited the facts. And maybe that’s the best…

* Jury Duty Reflection #2 “You Know You Gonna’ See My Face” By Jane Tawel May 19, 2022 * You know, Juror Lady? When I first saw you in the seat, and you let your eyes meet mine, just that one brief time, and I said, in my head, “Praise…

* Jury Duty in L. A. Reflection #1 “You and Me?” By Jane Tawel May 17, 2022 * There is no place for me to go. No place. No place. No place. And I look out at a world not mine, and no one sees my face. My face. My…

A Somewhat Incoherent and Rushed Amount of Thoughts on a Trip to a Stunningly Beautiful Part of the World By Jane Tawel May 3, 2022 * Here are some random thoughts on a recent trip I was privileged to take with my husband to Bryce and Zion National Parks in…