Monthly Archives: November 2015

Rancholivo at last

by cheri sabraw Buddhist masters sit still on cushioned floors, inhaling and exhaling, practicing the art of nothingness. They attempt to disentangle their minds from thought and desire, from attachment and emotion. In their linen robes, they forsake the material … Continue reading

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Fact-checker in the atmosphere

by Mrs. Sabraw The adventure all started the moment I reflected on an event that happened twenty years ago when I taught  Junior Honors English students at one of this country’s top public high schools. Watching the events unfold in … Continue reading

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Olive the olives are ready to go…are we?

by cheri sabraw The olive tree has been growing on  earth for 6000-7000 years. It is believed to have first sprouted in  Persia and  Mesopotamia (the Fertile Crescent),  soon finding firm and fertile ground in what is today’s modern Syria … Continue reading

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I’m a skinny fat girl

by cheri Finding my muscles again–those buried alive by sub-cutaneous flesh made uber-fleshy from inactivity and/or chardonnay and crab cakes–has been tough but satisfying. You will remember that my self-inflicted regimen of torture began on the day I discovered I … Continue reading

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