I mean no disrespect to those who also find these debates complicated, charged and even bewildering, but I wish that I could understand why so many people are threatened by the #BlackLivesMatter movement. And I’m not talking about the extremists, although they are out there, they are out everywhere, in every group; religion, politics,… Continue reading She Implored Me to Speak Up
Category: Struggle
A Letter from My Inner Wise Self
You, dear soul, are doing fine. You have been finding your way through the struggle, and the muck and mire. You’ve had a lot to contend with over this past year. But you’ve done it every single day. Every night you’ve gone to bed, and every morning you’ve gotten up and faced the day. That’s… Continue reading A Letter from My Inner Wise Self
I Can’t Control the Wind, But I Can Adjust the Sail
A Little Then I'm lying in a hospital bed; it's never quiet here during the daytime. I'm lying very still, partly because I'm too tired to move and partly because when I'm perfectly immobile I feel like I might be fine. Even though I’m lying prone, it’s like I could possibly get up and walk… Continue reading I Can’t Control the Wind, But I Can Adjust the Sail
The Leaves that are Green Turn to Brown
I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song. I’m twenty-two now but I won’t be for long Time hurries on. – Paul Simon Dear Twenty-Year-Old Me, You’re two decades into a great life. You’re fortunate; you were born into a loving family. You've had a pretty normal and happy upbringing. You've enjoyed a great… Continue reading The Leaves that are Green Turn to Brown
Someone Told Me Not to Cry
If you plan on being anything less than you are capable of being, you will probably be unhappy all the days of your life. – Abraham Maslow I find this quote to be potentially quite deceptive, depending on how it’s perceived. It spoke to me in such a positive light when I first read it,… Continue reading Someone Told Me Not to Cry
I’ve Got Some Questions
What if your life changed in a mere second? Or in just a few precious minutes? What if much of the life you knew was gone? How would you look at yourself? Would you blame someone or something? Would you blame yourself? Would you hide from the world? Would you hate yourself? Would you hate… Continue reading I’ve Got Some Questions
‘Coz I’m So Tired
'Coz I'm So Tired [a kind of poem] I'm tired of the way my face still feels numb, and of how every little hair that brushes it tickles it beyond my capacity to ignore I'm tired of the way my hand clamps up when I'm trying to do something crucial, at the very… Continue reading ‘Coz I’m So Tired
I Can Smile at the Old Days
Sunday was ‘National Grandparents Day’. The general public may or may not be aware of this. I can’t honestly say that I remember it every year, or even most years, and I’m fairly certain I only ever knew about it at all because of a few teachers who had their class celebrate it when… Continue reading I Can Smile at the Old Days
The Human Tragedy Consists in the Necessity of Living with the Consequences
I gave myself a pep-talk the other day; a look-me-in-the-eye, in-my-face kind of pep-talk. I think I need to do that more often. Most of us probably could use them more often. Sometimes I suddenly think about the fact that I am me, and it kind of hits me right then…I am me…all the… Continue reading The Human Tragedy Consists in the Necessity of Living with the Consequences
When Life is Hard You Have to Change
Have you ever practiced turning people into trees? This is the most profound and succinctly put idea or teaching that I've read in a long time, and I like to read a fair bit of this type of thinking. This was Ram Dass speaking about self judgement. His name sounds as if he was possibly a 13th-Century… Continue reading When Life is Hard You Have to Change
I Will Remember You, Will You Remember Me?
Don't let your life pass you by…Weep not for the memories… I have been remiss; I missed posting a blog last Tuesday, and believe me I felt kind of awful about it. I didn’t forget, not at all, but as I mentioned I’ve been traveling and spending as much time with family as possible. And,… Continue reading I Will Remember You, Will You Remember Me?
What’s Your Story Morning Glory?
You know when people say, “Hey…so, what’s your story?" We all have a story. That’s undeniable. Usually this question means, “What’s going on with you right now?” Unless, perhaps you've just happened to find yourself in a crazy situation straight out of a movie and you need to detail your character history or establish an… Continue reading What’s Your Story Morning Glory?
What the World Needs Now…
Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle. ― Philo of Alexandria It’s not too difficult to hurt me; I’m a pretty easy target. I don’t have a proverbial thick skin. I let things get to me, as if they got right inside and into my heart. I wear my feelings on… Continue reading What the World Needs Now…
Good Intentions …or… In Defense of Mothers with Grown Children Who Make “Those Comments”
Let me start off by saying definitively…this is neither an attack, nor a defensive. It is merely an attempt to describe something that I truly believe is done with good intentions. Recently I've read a couple of perspective pieces by you young, harried, stressed-out and overtired mommies, that specifically spoke about having older mothers, whose… Continue reading Good Intentions …or… In Defense of Mothers with Grown Children Who Make “Those Comments”
Grace is Gone
grace noun \ˈgrās\ : a way of moving that is smooth and attractive and that is not stiff or awkward I was once pretty graceful. Maybe that sounds surprising if you've seen me lately, but I could really move around quite fluidly, probably from having taken gymnastics as a kid. Gymnastics, taught well, give… Continue reading Grace is Gone
A Stroke of Good Fortune 