It has been about five years since I started my blog at the insistence of a perceptive grandson who thought his grandmother should be heard.  So he set me up on my blog and I have been writing three and four times a week.  Poetry, essays and vignettes, excerpts and paradigms and observations.  Prayers…

  Do You Hear?   Do I have more minutes to finish?   There was no time for answers because the little one with a dash was out of sight.   In a few minutes he was back and announced,  I finish.   Having learned to wait while private things were finished,  I waited again while he proceeded…

Being the child that I was, rooted in memory  solidly, I could  not  help   being a trial to my mother.   Having  seven  other children  of normal  vintage  ,  she could   compare  easily  and wonder loudly  why I had to be different.  It was not by intent but by inclination  of  the  tree.…

The power to change the world  begins  with  the  intention  and  the  desire  to  change  ourselves  .   We   must become  the  person  we want someone  else  to be. We want the compassion , the love, the intelligence  ,  the strength,  the ability   to see the  larger picture, to see what they  …

With  my life long  lack of physical prowess  ,  it is with  despair  I faced  getting  from  one place to another .  Long  plane rides  always had me looking   for either a pharmacy   or a doctor  .   It was not fun. Even as  old as I am, recuperation from a journey takes…

  After a harrowing time for our country,  we draw back to breathe and wish for uneventful, or common good.  For me at this time,  I come forth after a nightmare of a month that began with a simple ear infection, migrated the following week to a root canal and ended two weeks later after…

Too late I learn life holds the sharpest knife. Cutting the loaf accordingly and with compassion passes the butter. The Laws of Compensation do prevail and it is a lesson most do not like to think about.  Retribution for whatever deeds is a commonplace happening but there will always be those who think the die…

  I needed the lesson and this blessed essay was a given.  It has found readers needing the comfort and direction as I did and that I can share this again  and bring comfort to others is where the blessing continues to be given.  We can remember the pain of the negative experience but we…

I had intended to do a post on my blog this morning but after reading Maria Wulf’s post this morning on her blog, http://www.fullmoonfiberart.com I am giving her space because her essay is well written and pertinent to our time.  For those women who are of recent years and have had no experience with sexism I…