Complaints & Miracles
If you lived with me you would often hear me complain about moving at a slower pace. Buttoning…
Sharing Intentions
In my Tai Chi Chih class, we are encouraged on a regular basis to do all the movements…
Full House
“I’m so glad to be alive,” keeps coming into my mind this week. This is not euphoria, but…
The Most Beautiful Music
Last week I disclosed that I was feeling sad. This week, I got more curious about this sadness,…
Summer Clothes, Winter Clothes
It’s been a couple of weeks since I sat at my computer struggling to write this post. My…
Take Your Medicine
On Wednesday, I enjoyed a visit from a thirty-two-year-old friend and her two-year-old daughter. We wandered into the…
At Least There Was A Sale!
I was down in the storage room again this weekend, feeling overwhelmed by the job ahead. My eyes…
Am I Going To Save This?
Reading an introduction by Barbara A Mowat to a book of essays entitled, Old Age, a sentence appeared…
Mystery of the Week
From where I sit at the table for meals, my eyes consistently peer through the sliding glass door…