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Veteran journalist Barbara Falconer Newhall riffs on life as she knows it.

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About Barbara

Barbara Falconer Newhall at her home office desk getting ready to do final edits on her book, "Wrestling with God." Photo by Barbara Newhall

I’m Barbara Falconer Newhall and I’ve got a serious case of the human condition.

I’ve done it all: career, family, house, garden, and a prize-winning book, "Wrestling with God." The result: I'm a woman of years, lots of them, who can't help seeing things from the funny side.

Tucked away on this website are hundreds of riffs on life. I hope you’ll seek them out – and keep me company as I discover the humor, if not the meaning, in what life throws my way. Learn More

THE LATEST

Sixteen Years Left to Live. How Many Bowls of Froot Loops Is That?

By Barbara Falconer Newhall 2 Comments

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In the sixteen years I’ve got left, how many of the gotta-do items on my to-do list will I get done?  Read more.

BARBARA’S BOOK

★ Publishers Weekly, starred review
Any seeker of any faith will be blessed to read the words of this fine author and observer. Read more.
"Wrestling with God: Stories of Doubt and Faith" book cover with photo of author Barbara Falconer Newhall

An inveterate doubter for most of her adult life, journalist Barbara Falconer Newhall embarks upon a quest to find a way to believe in God in the twenty-first century.

The result is Wrestling with God: Stories of Doubt and Faith, which details her search for the Divine in the lives of diverse Americans – from a fundamentalist Christian to a progressive Muslim to a Buddhist monk.


Seekers of all persuasions will feel represented here, from priests, ministers, and rabbis to engineers, physicists, and avowed non-believers . . . a riverflow of a book. — Phil Cousineau, host of PBS’s Global Spirit

Click to learn more about "Wrestling with God"

Recent Riffs on Life

Was My Mother a 1950s Tradwife?

By Barbara Falconer Newhall 8 Comments

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My mother was a tradwife, a bona fide 1950s tradwife. That’s what she wanted. That’s what she got. Read more.

The Trouble With Poinsettias

By Barbara Falconer Newhall 10 Comments

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The trouble with poinsettias is — they don’t know that Christmas is over and it’s time to make an exit.  Read more.

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A Case of the Human Condition: Flowers Bursting From the Dirt — How Do They Do It?

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

pink camellia blossom california. photo by bf newhall

They emerge from mud, manure, leaf rot, earthworms, sow bugs. And they are beautiful. How do they do it? Read more.

The Windmills of Mason County — Blight or Art?

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

A wind turbine in the Lake Winds Energy Project towers above a painted shed in Mason County, Michigan. Photo by BF Newhall

When I heard about the new windmills, I resolved to take a look the next time I was in Michigan. Were they a noisy, ugly, menacing blight on the landscape? Or could they be interesting — attractive even? Read more.

Prayer Flags Were Flying — But What Is Prayer?

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

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Prayer flags were flying at the Ratna Ling Retreat center, and I wondered, but not for the first time, what is prayer?  Read more.

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ON THE FUNNY SIDE

The (Two-Year-Old) Rhetorician at Our House

Two-year-old girl enjoys her bottle in her crib with blankies. Photo by BF Newhall

What’s rhetoric? I’ve always thought of it as the high-flown language of politics. But really, it’s something we humans do all the time, and that includes the two-year-old humans among us.

 

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TO MY READERS

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Bare trunks of slender trees in an upper Midwest woods in winter. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Winter in the Midwest — When Trees Bare Their Souls

The Writing Room: Heather Donahue and Me – How I Got Hooked on a Pothead

Peter Newhall at the wheel of the family car, read to take his first solo drive. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Revisiting My First Blog Post Ever — How the Selective Service Made a Man of My Son

Day One: Self-Isolation — For Us It’s Already Been Two Weeks of Sheltering at Home

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