Fly Free, Mom
It occurs to me that this blog is sometimes like
Not Secure.
I'm looking at it right now: preceding my website, christyharden.com, in
Merry Christmas: the Retrospective
It's Christmas morning, which inspires a New-Year's-like (except that New
Why Do “The Work” on the Identity?
Why do "the work" of working with the identity, if
How the Experience of All Pain Transmutes into Love
Sometimes the pain is so deep, isn't it? But when
Life=Happening
This is the second time I’ve written about and with
Losing L.A.
It’s been occurring to me to re-read Ricardo Piglia’s The Absent
Meeting the Real
In our current screen culture paradigm, we primarily deal in
Finding My Ground
I notice I am writing a book (again), but this
