Category Archives: by Judith Gayle

By Judith Gayle | Political Waves Cheetah died this week. Yes, that Cheetah. Who knew chimpanzees could live to 80? Then I read that Carol Channing’s husband died at 92, and marveled that Channing was still alive (she turns 91 … Continue reading →

By Judith Gayle | Political Waves Said the night wind to the little lamb Do you see what I see? Way up in the sky little lamb Do you see what I see? A star, a star Dancing in the … Continue reading →

By Judith Gayle | Political Waves There are so many topics that whisper my name these days, it’s difficult to select just one to write about. Things that would have grabbed my attention, animated my conversation just a decade ago … Continue reading →

By Judith Gayle | Political Waves It’s the holiday season, for sure. While Christmas items appeared even prior to Halloween, here in the Pea Patch it was a modest — if not downright Grinch-like — offering by California standards. My … Continue reading →

By Judith Gayle | Political Waves Every so often it’s worthwhile to take the pulse of our political delusion, and the good news is, it’s grown thready and weak. Just as we’ve become used to double-speak and manipulation from our … Continue reading →

By Judith Gayle | Political Waves I write this on Black Friday, otherwise known as the busiest shopping day of the year. Knowing what we know about how “calling in” energy and “naming” it can lead to self-fulfilling prophecy, I … Continue reading →

By Judith Gayle | Political Waves As I contemplate my many blessings this year, what is probably least obvious to most people is the one thing I treasure most: our great discontent. I’ve waited for it to discomfort us. Nothing … Continue reading →

By Judith Gayle | Political Waves I began to notice 11:11 on my clock — in my car, at the bank, anywhere that time intruded into my daily affairs — sometime in the early 90s. It wasn’t until later in … Continue reading →

By Judith Gayle | Political Waves Awakening is the name of our game these days, politically, personally. It’s what we desperately need and what we studiously avoid. It’s what most do reluctantly and only a scant few accomplish with enthusiasm. … Continue reading →

By Judith Gayle | Political Waves I love the smell of tear gas in the morning. Well, not LOVE exactly, but reading about attempts to curtail and confine the Occupy movement across the country — most particularly in Oakland — … Continue reading →