Hello to my legion of fans, (Hello Lester!) I have not published in many months. I have lost the urge to toss my personal life out into the public domain and I am not perfectly sure why I was so drawn to it in the first place. It's brave and sort of crazy and maybe … Continue reading Now that I have stopped Bloggin’
January 2016
I feel like this will be the longest winter in history. I have been spinning in time since my son went to college. The Old Bitch Above saw it was wise to keep me busy so she gave me two night jobs through the summer to distract me from my thoughts. But now it is fall … Continue reading January 2016
cicatrix – the scar when a wound heals
I knew the moral lassitude that had lived in the rooms, I remembered how dirty and smelly it had been when they were in there. And I always thought about them as soon as I entered one of their rooms. They had destroyed the house already.
Metamorphosis
I wrote poems when I was a child. I remember one that was pretty straight forward. It was about my life plan. I wanted children and then I wanted to write. At least that was the gist. When I mentioned this at breakfast the other day my husband said, ‘Be careful what you wish for, … Continue reading Metamorphosis
Lurid Show Boating – my fab daughter Rose Behar
Being in the ‘Moment’ is my Life
Spring 2016 When I feel down I question every decision I have ever made. I wonder if one wrong turn has turned into an inescapable trap. What if I had made a million mistakes in my life, one after another; I dropped out of grad school, I had children before I had a career set … Continue reading Being in the ‘Moment’ is my Life
About the Cha Cha Cha Changes
Everybody's change is different. But change we do; we do change. Adolescence is the first change. Little children start to morph right before our eyes. Tiny waif like boys fill out, voices dropping, shoulders forming. Girls grow curves and budding breasts and the chemistry begins. So we could … Continue reading About the Cha Cha Cha Changes
Let’s Go to the Cinema!
I was thinking about The Vogue - still going strong in 2014! The Neptune Drive In is still running and popular as well as our beloved Sackville Film Society. My daughter and I even made it out to an free evening of short films organized by AFCOOP - two of the beautiful films shown that … Continue reading Let’s Go to the Cinema!
Whatever works
I have been attempting meditation recently, without discipline or consistency. But I know my ways work for me because I have discovered how to make myself happy.I found a'mantra', if that is the term, and when I repeat it, it lifts my mind out of my body. For my first attempts at mediation I listened … Continue reading Whatever works
Illness onto death, or let’s just not talk about it.
I love my old ladies. Just re-read this and enjoyed my time with Phyllis again.
We happily live in a bubble of health until we are struck down. It is very hard to live in a constant state of appreciation for your present health without getting maudlin or morbid.
It is probably best not to think about it at all. The people who live best do seem to have a way of pushing death and illness away from their thoughts.
I was sitting at the hairdressers the other day enjoying my splurge. My hairdresser has a way of not only making me look fantastic but feel great too.
And I have been watching; she does this for everyone who walks in the door. She is a miracle worker. I can truly understand why hair stylists don’t get into social media because when they are off work they must long for a less social life.
But my luxury buzz, a cup of green tea and the…
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Notes from a Sinking Isthmus 