Author Archives: Helen Noakes

Helen Noakes is a playwright, novelist, writer, art historian, linguist, and Traditional Reiki Master, who was brought up in and derives richness from several of the world's great traditions and philosophies. She believes that writing should engage and entertain, but also inform and inspire. She also believes that because the human race expresses itself in words, it is words, in the end, that will show us how very similar we are and how foolish it is to think otherwise.

Gifts

“Alas, we are a nation of gorgers! Which leads me to ask, what is the void so many Americans are desperate to fill? Given our proclivity to repeatedly overfeed ourselves, and to ‘shop ‘til we drop,’ it’s clear that neither activity satisfies our needs.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen Noakes SAN FRANCISCO California—(Weekly Hubris)—December 2017—In […]

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Giving Thanks

“November, with its Thanksgiving Day, always reminds me of my roots and of my family’s efforts to embrace America’s culture. Our Thanksgiving table was evidence of the exuberance with which an American tradition was accepted and amalgamated with our Greek heritage.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen Noakes SAN FRANCISCO California—(Weekly Hubris)—November 2017—I am an immigrant. […]

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The Heart of the Matter (Best of WH)

“EKG done, the triage nurse takes over, checks your blood pressure (high), your oxygen intake (decent, but lower than usual), temperature (normal). She looks more closely at the computer, then at you, ‘Wow. I’d never guess your age by looking at you,’ she smiles, means it as a compliment.” —Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen […]

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Smile & Smile & Be a Villain . . .

“Today, hearing of yet another outrageous tweet from The Behemoth, these words of the playwright of playwrights, William Shakespeare, came to mind: ‘They whose guilt within their bosom lies, imagine every eye beholds their blame.’ And I smiled.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen Noakes SAN FRANCISCO California—(Weekly Hubris)—August 2017—Our nation is currently caught in a […]

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Costas

“But for today, these few words about a remarkable man who, despite enduring immense loss, despite having been a prisoner of war in a Japanese concentration camp, held fast to his wonder at the beauty of life and the universe we occupy.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen Noakes SAN FRANCISCO California—(Weekly Hubris)—May 2017—Easter has come […]

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On Becoming American

“This is a country made up of people like me, immigrants and refugees, who fled here because they believed in the promise of The Constitution and the Bill of Rights. Who upon reading Amendment I—‘Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of […]

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Heroes for a New World

“I see no heroes in high places in our country. The heroes I see today are walking next to me on the street, riding the train I take, working long hours: the single mothers with two jobs, the men who, because they must care for loved ones, keep quiet when their employers exploit them by […]

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My Name is Neetsa

“In this city of Constantinople, in Byzantium, lived my ancestors. In other words, they were the great, great, great, great grandparents of my mother and father, and they were Greek.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen Noakes Author’s Note: This story excerpt, for those large and small, by Neetsa-all-grown-up (and no longer living in Shanghai, China), […]

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Murmurous Absences (Best of “Hubris”)

“In the final months of her journey towards death, she fearfully let go the chisel, and saw me take it up and throw it away. (We had no need of that chisel now.) It had lost its edge some time ago. Only the soothing touch of hands, smoothing away the dust, the detritus of anger, […]

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The Masks We Choose

“The masks we choose say as much about us as the faces we cover with them.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen Noakes “Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people.”—Carl Jung SAN FRANCISCO California—(Weekly Hubris)—December 2016—A semi-finalist in the Eugene O’Neill Theatre Center’s 2009 National Playwrights Conference, […]

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