See Beyond the Sight

See Beyond the Sight

At the end of one of my creative writing workshops, a student got up from her chair, stretched and said, “Ahhhhhh! That felt like I was meditating!” Her comment took me by surprise! This was the first time a student compared my creative writing workshop to meditating.
At first, I thought I must have bored the student so much they went off into a meditative state. In this regard, I suppose my class was terribly boring and drastically needing some excitement. I felt concerned. But…

Actively Listening to Life

Actively Listening to Life
Once I entered the graduate program at Concordia, Dr. Schmid did a good job of quickly putting me in my place. He had a way of saying the truth without hurting anyone. So, here I was all bushy tailed and excited to conquer my graduate studies.

Reality set in when I nearly bombed my first graduate course‎. He said, “Under-grads think they know everything. Grads think they know quite a bit. It’s the Profs who realize that we hardly know anything.” Now, I was starting to smarten up and listen better.

I Run in the Direction of…

I Run in the Direction of…
Back in the day, I would run to clear my mind, listen to some great tunes on my Sony Walkman, and get fit.  I would run in beautiful surroundings for inspiration. I would run because I could. I was so carefree and the world was wonderful and I ran for pure joy.

Flash forward 33 years.  I’m still a runner, but with aching knees that click all the time. My loose running shorts are now ¾ length Epic Run Tight Fit Tights – to hold me together! I need a hat to control the incredible amounts of sweat pouring from this exercising menopausal suffering soaked me. It’s not as pretty, but it still has a PURPOSE!

Back to Schooooooolllllllaaaa

Back to Schooooooolllllllaaaa

September is the month of “rebirthed learning”. I’m sure most school aged children will not agree with that statement. No doubt they are rolling their eyes and fighting off the first day of school. My hope is when children are finished their formal studies; they will still embark on the wonderful learning opportunities presented to them especially during this time of year. Maybe you would be interested in learning Mandarin, Italian, French, Spanish, Hebrew, etc.? Would you be interested in learning how to dance ballet, tap, ballroom, line, etc.? Perhaps you would like to learn karate?  The freedom to choose is endless!

The shoes I want, but can’t have

The shoes I want, but can’t have

A sensible shoe is the direction I seem to be going towards.  I can’t believe I wrote that.  My aching back and knees are now the forces behind which shoes are best suited for me.  My heart is telling me to wear those gorgeous gladiator knee length; multi-buckled flat sexy sandals (see the picture).  My back and knees are telling me that a little heal is needed as well as some arch support.  That sounds so “retirement plan” and I’m nowhere near retiring.  I’m just getting started…aren’t I?

Loving the Fog

Loving the Fog

The “To Do” list is very long and needs my attention. I’ve got a lot of stuff to do… But… I don’t care. I’m pleasantly in a fog. A glorious fog that rolled into my life. The same kind of dense fog you might wake up to along the coast of Maine. The billows of damp mist that rolls onto the coastline. The kind that feels cold, wet and humid. The kind of fog that immediately curls my untamed mane and dampens my skin.

Oh, to be like a chala roll

Oh, to be like a chala roll
That’s when I witnessed her awful, disrespectful behavior. Lady Number 48 started to ask for her foods with such words as, “Gimmie…, or,  I want…,  or,  Get me…, or, That, that
Then she used sentences like, “I don’t want that if it’s not fresh. I said I wanted this, not that. Don’t bother, that’s gross, Gimmie more of that nowGet me something else now.”