...or in my case, 'BB-ing'! We all see through different lenses. I've escaped my 3 most pressing issues (and they are not small, to me) for a fortnight. Leaving town a moment with conversations and visits with a friend help to bring a momentary escape and rest to my brain. I'm thankful for that. [...]
Joan of Arc heard them. I hear them. I hear them if I'm listening. I'm not sure what part of me they are, but similar to my belief that God is part of me, we are not separate, I feel similarly about these voices. I live alone, (me, 6 mammals and 2 fish), so I'm [...]
I was 'speaking' with a friend via email, as so many of us do these days, actual dialogue, with intonations, breaths and audible sighs a faded memory in some cases. A travesty to a trained actress and a great challenge to a writer. How do we most effectively express what is in our hearts? I [...]
The plural of opus, is opera. I just learned that today. I would have thought it was Opi....but what do I know!? One of my favorite films is 'Mr. Holland's Opus'. A man, (Richard Dreyfuss), a musician intent on creating his major musical work, his symphony, his opus to present to the world. Instead, his [...]
I start my day off with a cup of fresh brewed coffee.....I love the smell, the taste, the heat, the ritual and how the pot makes that inviting gurgle sound I know so well, the memories it evokes...all summoning me to this magnificent pleasure. I'm picky about my beans, the 'cream' I use, that it's [...]
I was listening to NPR (National Public Radio), on my way back from a killer Bikram Yoga class which I travel all the way to Alpharetta for, (I drive nearly an hour to be tortured). It's the closest location to my home. Having plenty of time to listen to tunes or talk on the phone, [...]
I took a long awaited spin outside my surrounds this past Friday. Welcomed indeed. Hopping gleefully into my ready jeep, eager to hit the road, I felt giddy with excitement to take a break from what has felt like a very, very long winter, fall, summer and spring of last year. In fact, I was [...]
I followed the path and it lead me there, it lead me to the crooked path where, I found the things I'd been looking for, I'd searched up and down the shore, I climbed a mountain, twice in fact, I rode down a river and then back, I'd sat with eyes looking at the sky, [...]
When I was 11 and 12, (ugh....with absolutely NO breasts, skinny as a green bean), in preparation for school, my OH so patient mother would painstakingly help put hot curlers in my hair to make it bounce, as otherwise my very curly hair would have a plan of it's own and rebel conformity, (as if [...]
I'm thinking about how different something, an object, person, story or experience can look when you move around it to a slightly different angle. Black can become white or well, really any shade under the sun. I've been seeing a few things from a different view lately and as I do....holy cow....a new day [...]