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She got her dogs and some tough little kids after me, and I was forced back to the highway. I can’t prove this, but I felt there were rifles aimed right at me.
By Nyle FrankMarch 1979You can think of our bodies as being naive. They can’t tell if your life is really in danger or if you’re just thinking as if your life were in danger. The fear of losing your job might feel just as threatening as if a speeding truck were coming at you.
By Tom FergusonMarch 1979Agency fees, electric shocks, “chronic” customers
By Our ReadersMarch 1979Father put his arms around his ebullient brood. “Hush,” he soothed. “There is no wind and it is too dark to see. The kite will fly when it is ready. We shall go to bed and wait until it is right with the world.”
By Viola PruneMarch 1979In the Zen tradition, a line of succession of Zen Masters is supposed to be linked together by transmission of mind — pure thought transferred from mind to mind with no words. I think that with midwives there is a similar kind of transmission of touch.
By Ina May GaskinJanuary 1979Blaze’s five-gaited walk, Spot’s violent death, Tiger’s Mississippi River adventure
By Our ReadersJanuary 1979I rubbed my eyes to clear my vision. I looked closely once again to make sure. I could barely see the tall shape prancing in and out of the traffic. I squinted through the haze and then knew I was seeing what I thought I was seeing. “Yes,” I said to myself, “he thinks he’s a horse.”
By Richard Strozzi-HecklerDecember 1978Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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