Guardian Hippo

My friend Esther recently returned from a trip to Tanzania, Africa, where she and a friend had the privilege of watching the Great Migration in the Serengeti. It was the trip of a lifetime as they saw an amazing array of people, scenery and animals –including elephants that woke them in the wee hours each morning as the huge beasts wandered through camp eating the trees around their tents....more

Taking a (tan)stand. My recovery from tanning.

My name is Megan and I’m a recovering tanorexic. The hardest part is admitting you have a problem, right? About a year ago, something monumental happened to me.  It didn’t involve moving, a boyfriend, my car falling apart, or any of the other usual suspects.  Nope, this time it was just me.  I was putting my makeup on, getting ready to go out for the night, when I spotted it....more

Come As You Are

It’s come as you are when visiting my blog, CiCi’s Garden –otherwise what would be the point? To be welcome, guests need not sanitize or in any way alter how they express their reality. The Garden is a place where frank conversation is embraced, emotions respected and affirmed while at the same time encouragement is offered to those who long to know that wounded hearts can heal –even if it takes a lifetime. However, no judgments are made one way or another. My own mother died without ever finding peace, and that’s reality, too....more

An Old Violin

My husband holds many cherished memories from his preteens through his college years and beyond of accompanying his father on the piano while his father played the violin, one he had played as a boy growing up in Karlsbad, the most famous spa town in what was then Czechoslovakia....more

Letting Go

Our dreams, hopes and desires, careers, possessions, family, friends, loved ones, pets   how do we let go of such fundamental components of our life when circumstances demand it?...more

Drawing the Line

For me, there’s a difference between maintaining my personal boundaries and drawing the line. My personal boundaries signal self-validation and affirmation while drawing the line can be motivated by changeable circumstances and variables. My personal boundaries are non-negotiable, but I may choose not to use indelible ink when I feel compelled to draw the line....more

Happy Birthday Switzerland!

The year I was nine my family traveled to Switzerland, my father’s homeland, where we lived for six months with my aunt Liseli in the lovely hamlet of Brienz. ...more

Perfect, Shmer-fect

I sometimes have this erroneous notion that before I can share my story or possibly give any advice that I need to be PERFECT in a particular area. I periodically remind myself that, despite my many imperfections, I still manage to grow and change....more

Sublime Compliment

As she spoke to me her words came to my ears as familiar, the very thoughts and expressions I had shared with her recently during a time she was hurt, bewildered and panicking. She spoke with certainty and conviction, her voice steady and full of strength. It was a sublime compliment that she did not remember that I was the one who had first proposed those very concepts and phrases. She was imparting her own wisdom, internalized and imbedded in her soul....more


I’ve understood for a long time that not everything I see or hear is real. Not long ago I was reminded of this in a most unusual fashion. While peering through a window of a local art gallery late one afternoon, I noticed a striking figure seated in the driver’s seat of a car parked on the street behind me. Quickly turning around to get a better look at her, I found the car empty. Amazingly, bright sunlight reflecting the empty car in the window caused me to see both the bronze statue inside the gallery and the car simultaneously, thus placing her inside the car....more