How well does anybody know anybody? What's TMI***? There is definitely such a thing! Education is learning what you didn't even know you didn't know. – Daniel J. Boorstin I've shied away from writing here in what I've come to see as the dreaded (by some) listicle form. Listicle: a listicle is a short-form of writing that uses… Continue reading You Don’t Know Me
Tag: Writing
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
Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered am I
When certain words stay with us it's natural and easy to wonder or question why? What about them rang so true, hit so close to home, touched us so deeply? Hi there! I'm currently at work on a piece, a follow-up to last week's piece on happiness....on unhappiness. And also a one or two… Continue reading Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered am I
Make Just One Someone Happy
…And you will be happy, too http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fznw-AGoENo Preface Sometimes I chalk energy and having lots of it, up to things like; adrenalin, a good night’s sleep, cardio, eating lots of nutrient-rich foods, spending time outdoors in the sunshine…because they are all proven. But happiness can bring energy up, and conversely unhappiness can bring energy… Continue reading Make Just One Someone Happy
The Ocean Breathes Salty
…won't you carry it in? In your head, in your mouth, in your soul. Do you ever feel like that? It’s been my experience that people tend to belong in one of two camps; Mountains or Beach. However, I’ve met lovers of both. There are certainly many reasons to love both. It may directly… Continue reading The Ocean Breathes Salty
Every Wish
...Who said that every wish, Would be heard and answered, When wished on the morning star — Kermit the Frog Ah, making a wish. I've always been a big believer in the power of wishing! I guess you could call it the power of positive thinking, if that’s not trademarked? I also practice attributing… Continue reading Every Wish
May Good Luck Go With You, And Happiness Too
Someone asked me how it feels having become the mother of a twenty-three year old today. How does it feel? Let’s see…it feels weird. I remember being twenty-three myself and it doesn’t feel like it was that long ago. So it also reminds me about my own aging, of course. That does, and my knees… Continue reading May Good Luck Go With You, And Happiness Too
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
It Seems Night Endlessly Begins & Ends
As parents, one of our main goals is, [among the many, many goals], to keep our children safe. To raise and take care of them from before they’re born, until they are full-grown and thriving. Fresh in my mind are the journeys of three different sets of parents [all are people I do not… Continue reading It Seems Night Endlessly Begins & Ends
…An 80’s Girl
Being in high school in 1988 meant, yep, I was an 80's Girl! I believe this photo says it all? Not the Punk Eighties, the later years, closing in on the Nineties by this time...but still Eighties. Before deciding to blog about it, I was just visually dissecting it. How many things can I find… Continue reading …An 80’s Girl
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
Love Takes Time…
No matter how busy you are, you must take time to make the other person feel important. — Mary Kay Ash Life is generally a pretty busy balancing act of daily living. Sometimes things that are important to us, I mean really meaningful and precious aspects of our lives, can get pushed out of the… Continue reading Love Takes Time…
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
There’s Got to be Some Folks Around With Memories Just Like Mine
…Who'd give the world to stop the clock, and turn back the hands of time. — Merle Haggard Everyone has family, right? It’s a thread that ties you to another person or group of people that you don’t even necessarily know, have possibly never even met…but...they’re family! It means somewhere along the way someone you’re… Continue reading There’s Got to be Some Folks Around With Memories Just Like Mine
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?
In the Summertime When the Weather is Hot
I’m sitting here lakeside today, our last full day here at the “compound”. My husband and much of his immediate family are scattered around enjoying this beautiful summer day. In a couple of cases there are three generations present. Currently two nephews, a niece and her friend are out playing together in the paddle… Continue reading In the Summertime When the Weather is Hot
Long Hot Days, Cool Sea Haze
Jukebox plays… You know those movies and episodes of television shows set in little seaside enclaves, filled with beach rentals, sand sculptures, clam bakes and ice cream stands, right? Places like Martha’s Vineyard, Nantucket, Myrtle Beach and Old Orchard. The idea is such an archetypal part of a classic American summer. I’m sure it’s not… Continue reading Long Hot Days, Cool Sea Haze
I Left My Wallet…in El Segundo
According to the website dreammoods.com, “to dream that you've lost your wallet indicates that you’re possibly losing touch with your true identity. You are experiencing some anxiety over changes and uncertainties happening in your life.” Actually misplacing or losing your wallet is to actually lose your identity…well, at least your ID, and has been known… Continue reading I Left My Wallet…in El Segundo
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”
Never Be Again, Never Been Before
All my blogs [essays] have been titled with song lyrics. I just love lyrics, so much expression poured into an on average, two-to-five-minute poem, set to music. Love that. Today though, I'm feelin’ a song that’s quite possibly my favorite song…you know, if I had to pick just one song because my life depended on… Continue reading Never Be Again, Never Been Before
Fathers, Be Good to Your Daughters…Daughters will Love Like You Do
Father’s Day was just a couple days ago, but when you live 1100 miles from your father the unavoidable consequences are that without taking a couple of days to drive there or spending a small fortune to fly there, you don’t get to spend any part of the day with him…except for a little Skype… Continue reading Fathers, Be Good to Your Daughters…Daughters will Love Like You Do
Raina
Thank you Jen & Terry, I'm honored to be part of your 'Eleanors' in 'The Eleanor Project'... I love your Project!!
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
Sinking Like a Stone
I used to think that the worst thing that might happen in the night would be an emergency phone call, a horrifying nightmare, or the dreaded stuck-in-that-in-between-sleep-and-wake stage, where you’re aware of what’s happening, you’re terrified, but you can’t do anything about it. Whenever I get “trapped” in that state I usually try and… Continue reading Sinking Like a Stone
A Stroke of Good Fortune 