“Sometimes, the fastest way to get there is to go slow. And sometimes, if you wanna hold on, you’ve got to let go. I’m gonna close my eyes, and count to ten. I’m gonna close my eyes, and when I open them again, everything will make sense to me then.”


Stuff: Noun 1) matter, material, articles, or activities of a specified or indeterminate kind that are being referred to, indicated, or implied. “She lost all her stuff in a fire.” 2) the basic constituents or characteristics of something or someone. “Grandma was made of tougher stuff than I.” Verb 1)…


There are so many ideas I cling to in life. From one day to the next, I set expectations, measure myself by them, and then attack all the various feelings that accompany a life of plans, because if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that life doesn’t ever go as…


My youngest son stands in the ruins of his childhood home

You know the jingle, “Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there.”

As a wildfire survivor who has suffered a total loss of property and pets, who has also been a customer of State Farm’s since I was sixteen, I’m not convinced that’s true.

Let’s play a game. Look around…


(NOTE: this is the second of a two part series. I suggest you read PART ONE first)

“Inside the skull there is a place where the essences of creation play and mingle-

The ecstatic light of awareness and the awareness of that light.

The divine feminine and masculine sport with…


You are trying to understand madness with logic. This is not unlike searching for darkness with a torch.” Image by from

“Inside the skull there is a place where the essences of creation play and mingle-

The ecstatic light of awareness and the awareness of that light.

The divine…


There’s a place inside of me where words are born. Since the early hours of 8/19, this part of me has been silent. The last time I heard the words of my muse, it was to wake me from a fitful sleep at 1:30 am. It was hot, so hot…


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A year ago today, I was in the hospital, recovering from a fall. It was a fall from many things; from grace, from old dreams, and from habits and thoughts that were holding me back. Injury that takes you down to the bed for weeks has a way of humbling…


Even the gods die. Image by djedj from Pixabay

“There must be some kind of way outta here
Said the joker to the thief
There’s too much confusion
I can’t get no relief.”

“All Along the Watchtower,” by Bob Dylan

At the beginning of the covid-19 crisis, I was on the phone with my 78 yo mother. We were…


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In my early thirties, I threw out my bathroom scale. I could no longer tolerate the daily measuring of my weight-up a few pounds and my mood turned dry and cracked, like an old desert father’s skin, for the rest of the day. Down a few pounds and I suddenly…

Nicole Sallak Anderson

Novelist, California wildfire survivor, and essayist. Discover my novels, Origins, Blood and Chaos, and Civilization’s End @Amazon. www.nicolesallakanderson.com

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