Prompt: 5 minutes "Stand Alone" Stand Alone Stand alone. On your own two feet. See what you can do without any others to stop you, to help you, to harm you, to interfere, to suggest other ways. What does your heart say? What is your heart saying to you? Stand alone. You already do stand
Right before Christmas, I spontaneously answered an appeal from an organization I’ve been a part of since 1991. They’ve changed their name in an effort to reposition the invisible malady we share. The idea was to spread the word about ME/CFS (Myalgic Encephalomyelitis/Chronic Fatigue Syndrome) by asking ten people to donate twelve dollars each to
October 26, 2014 I had an insight this morning: Mom “reaching out” from her 79-year-old vantage point, longing to share, impart, connect with the subsequent generations of her family. We roll our eyes, take in some things, but hurriedly, slightly irritated at the incessantness of it all. Some stories some of us have heard a
In six weeks, I’ll be a grandmother, and I don’t really know what to think about that. Everyone says, “Congratulations! It’s so much fun being a grandmother! Bet you can’t wait to get your hands on that baby!” I do love babies. I consider “the nurturing mother” my strongest archetype. Yet for some reason, the
Haiku for the New Year I am sick and tired of feeling sick and tired of feeling sick and tired. Haiku for the New Year #2 Next year this time I'll be writing longer blog posts, more frequently, too.
Ok, so I'm already behind on the NaBloPoMo - who was I kidding thinking I might do the NaNoWriMo?! I still WANT to do both! But now isn't this just so telling of my personality?! Life to me is like going to Golden Coral - I tend to fill my plate with much more than
November, being the month of Thanksgiving and all, inspires many folks to record a list of things for which they are grateful. Also, November is the lead-in to Advent, when we celebrate the birth of Jesus, the ultimate gift for those of the Christian faith, which tends to also turn our hearts outward toward thinking
July 9, 2013 Prompt: 15 minutes: “supposed to” Supposed To She was supposed to get a lot accomplished today, piles of vacation mail littering the kitchen counter, dirty clothes on the laundry room floor, wilting calla lily plants screaming for water from their old pots, long leaves drooping. She turns the pots occasionally, angling them
Prompt: 40 minutes: “Older” June 17, 2013 Older Older is a loaded word, a plant growing out of its pot, roots bound together in a clump of experience seeking desperately fresh soil, nutrients, water -- that life-giving, liquid oxygen. Older is not for sissies. No, it takes a bit of bravery, or at least the
Breast Surgery, Ducks and Pillows Her warm dark eyes smiled at me through the wispy remains of the anesthesia. “Hi. My name is Sandy and this pillow was made by some volunteers here for you to take home with you to help with the pain during your recovery.” Sandy handed me a black pillow with
