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.

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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When Fear Matters

“The question, ‘Why?’ forms at the moment you see your first death. It never goes away. It’s never answered.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen Noakes “Monsters exist, but they are too few in number to be truly dangerous. More dangerous are the common men, the functionaries ready to believe and to act without asking questions.”—Primo […]

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Tomorrow Belongs To You

“You’re mine by virtue of love and perseverance, by the force of sheer determination. For your grandmother and I held onto our friendship through political upheavals which hurled our families to opposite ends of the world, through disastrous marriages, and further travels—these latter, intentional.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen Noakes “By the time I sit […]

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“This non-verbal lingo exists in every culture. One cannot be completely fluent in a language until and unless one learns the intricacies of jargon conveyed through the nuance of gestures, posture, and facial expressions. These, I believe, are unique to specific cultures, and reflect a nation’s history, its attitude to gender identification, and its outlook […]

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Journey to Myself

“Achileas’ yearly celebration of a country he would never see again was so deeply felt, as young as I was, it made an imprint. Did he know he’d never see his beloved Aegean, again? A pang of sadness for him led me to whisper, ‘See it through my eyes, Pappou. Touch it through my fingers.’”—Helen […]

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Letter to My Father

“You taught me that patience and stoicism have a kind of dignity; that self-respect is essential to respecting others. From you, I inherited my looks and my disposition, my love of Greece, of music and of art.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen Noakes “I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach […]

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The Journey from What to Why

“The advantages of getting older—why do so few explore the blessings of age?—are experience and, through experience, acceptance. If we accept age as a gift of acquired wisdom, there is an added bonus: a feeling of freedom.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen Noakes “Know thyself.”—One of the Delphic maxims. SAN FRANCISCO California—(Weekly Hubris)—5/9/2016—I’ve evolved from […]

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Pinpoints of Clarity

“Often, I’m burdened by the cruel madness of some in this world, at my immediate anger with them. But I stop and consider those who give of themselves, create beauty and share it, and I find hope.”—Helen Noakes Waking Point By Helen Noakes “If there is going to be any hope for the future – […]

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Love, Light & Remembrance

“As a child, I measured the rhythm of the year by the scope of preparations for and celebrations of each of our holy days. The month leading up to Christmas and the one before Easter were major, marked by fasting, and my grandmother’s baking and cooking of delicacies to be shared at lavish meals with […]

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