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Fear

Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Excerpts From Peg Staley’s Letters

I’m not even going to try to sort out how I can be the source of my universe and at the same time know that God holds me eternally in love. I just know both things are true. And in this Easter season I am deeply moved by the events in the Bible and their parallel in my life. Christ’s willingness to experience humanity as I do seems especially precious. And I have history and knowledge on my side as I go through the events of Holy week, knowing that Easter will come. Death itself cannot obliterate me.

By Peg Staley January 1980
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Patricia On . . .

The thing that I’ve noticed, everywhere I go, is that in every person, no matter how evolved, there is a little dark, sad, anxious place inside. No matter how cheery they are, I look in and I see that place.

By Patricia Sun December 1979
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Facing The Struggle

Fear

Fear need not be enemy, a means of control and manipulation, but rather an integral part of being human to be experienced and even enjoyed.

By Peg Staley August 1979
Sy Safransky's Notebook

August 1979

Three . . . And Three

After she left, he sat up all night watching his body for signs of change, then watching his mind, trying to arrange his thoughts like jewelry.

By Sy Safransky August 1979
Photography

A Romance

Cartoon By James Thornton

With regards to changing the title from “That Very Special Romance” to “A Romance” I must raise the following objections and make the following suggestions. 1. My title has a certain acerbic irony not present in the truncated (emasculated?) form. The fact is there was nothing particularly romantic about my relationship with the little trollop.

By James Thornton August 1978
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Facing Fear

Footsteps. Coming from behind us, coming up on the back of the tent. They came steadily and quickly. One, then another, and a third. A twig snapped under the weight of one step. (How melodramatic, something in me thought.) Another step. They were heavy and man-like, not soft and meditated like those of a cat. Human steps. Stopping almost right on top of us.

By Dee Dee Small January 1978
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

The Unspeakable

Pain is the voice of the inner pearl of being, crying out to be extricated from the blankets of belief that keep us from accepting ourselves, from understanding that aloneness is not loneliness.

By Betsy Campbell Blackwell January 1978
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Temple Sweeper

Warm summer weather and more time outdoors bring with them predictable health problems, mostly minor, but nonetheless annoying. I would like to share some “home remedies” which are based mainly on herbal or holistic approaches.

By Val Staples July 1977