
God is in the Music
This summer, I sat in a chapel run by a major religious order before the Holy Mass where my brother Paul would make his vows

This summer, I sat in a chapel run by a major religious order before the Holy Mass where my brother Paul would make his vows

When you are young and disabled, nobody tells you that one day, using your arms as legs will cause your shoulders to wear down, you

Paint Myself Orange.That’s The Color I’m Suppose To Be. A Tiny Bubble World.The Only Life Meant For Me. Alone Inside A Tank.Never To Be Free.

By Dr. Jamie Marich Today I celebrate nineteen years of continuous sobriety from drugs and alcohol. Nineteen is a very important number for me, making

My friend Heather and I were recently talking about the marvels of travel and sharing on all of the places we’d like to go. She

During my time as a student in the drama department at NYU, in between presenting scenes, and performing in plays, I spent a lot of

After 30 years of working in the field of behavioral health in various capacities, I’m owning the fact that I have dealt with vicarious trauma

There’s a running joke in my family: “Jamie, what do you do?” My brother first asked it when I moved back from Europe and worked

I have lived the expressive arts since I was born. In my childhood home we had very few rules. At any given time, you would