Author: Elizabeth Beeli
Enveloped
Completely enveloped. In certain contexts, great joy. In other contexts , great fear.
The Cost Of Learning
How much did that lesson cost me? It cost me 3 hours in traffic to learn to leave earlier. It cost me smelling like mildew to learn to move my laundry quickly from the dryer to the washer. It cost me three customer support phone calls to learn which specific department I needed to reach….
An Ode To The Pipes
They say what doesn’t kills you simply makes you…”stranger”. That was certainly the case for the three months of abnormal cold NYC experienced this Jan-Feb. And the strangeness had less to do with the cold and more to do with how my prewar 1906 building responded to the cold. Which was by turning on the…
Opens The Prison
I have a deep appreciation for Vincent Van Gogh. And his art is not at the top of that list. Rather it’s the power of his story in communicating the power, and shortfalls, of love. One cannot always tell what it is that keeps us shut in, confines us, seems to bury us, but still…
Elizabeth Beeli 