We gather in the center of the hanger-like cavity in a sea of eating establishments, staring forward at the station board tracking arrivals and departures. Holding vigil, eyes transfixed, time, route, ETA, track number… with the tick tock of the clock, the schedule changes slowly, delays and track changes noted. The air is thick with … Continue reading South Station Grumble …
A.S.A.P.
In moments of digital distraction, Instagram is my source for recipes, quips, and words of encouragement that I share freely. Recently, I read a new understanding and definition of A.S.A.P. that might guide and center us when we experience angst, discomfort, or something that feels off. You will not read of a new way or … Continue reading A.S.A.P.
The Gravity of it All
We accept the solitary promise of death at birth. When is unknown, but it is a promise kept. As we age, we are nudged and reminded that our moments here are passing. We may gray, and lose muscle mass, hair, and bone density. We may gain or lose weight. We shrink, and gravity slowly, over … Continue reading The Gravity of it All
Naked Yoga
Naked – just as I came into the world. I start most mornings naked. I prefer to sleep in cute pajamas, but I control my body temperature better, skin only. I have had to learn to sleep with nothing but myself between the sheets. On a cool morning, I might wear a nightshirt, or a … Continue reading Naked Yoga
How old?
Turning fifty can be a stressful event all on its own. It begins the time that the American Association of Retired Persons or AARP begins its assault, emphasizing the fact that you are no longer 40-something. Mail offers and emails urge you to join. Isn’t fifty the new thirty-five? Aren’t most 50-year-olds not retired, but … Continue reading How old?
A Little Bit of Grace
We are unique individuals, no two of us the same. We are imperfect. If we can accept our imperfections, can we assume we each are doing our best? Can we give each other a little bit of grace? Grace is a place of breath and acceptance. Grace is understanding — we are doing our best … Continue reading A Little Bit of Grace
Making America Great Again, One Chocolate Chip Cookie at A Time
Cole Porter sang for you’d be so easy to love, so easy to idolize all over above; so sweet to waken with, so nice to sit down to eggs and bacon with. If you knew Cindy, you know she is easy to love. Cindy’s open, accepting heart radiates. She can start a conversation, from peas … Continue reading Making America Great Again, One Chocolate Chip Cookie at A Time
When your underwear is too tight — it is too late
The clock ticks, the years creep, and the runway shortens, time is not my friend.
No More Hangers
"For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.” William Penn No More Hangers is an adaptive piece from a media writing course I took a couple of years ago. Given Texas, it seemed timely. Who was Norma McCorvey? Upon her 2017 death, The Washington Post and The Guardian … Continue reading No More Hangers
Dean
The wellness check answered the question. Dean was gone. I want to believe his passing was quick, painless, perhaps an aneurysm, a massive coronary while sleeping, and with the gift of a new day, Dean never woke up. A message from his sister Rebecca shared the news. I had not spoken to Dean in a … Continue reading Dean
Truth
Truth. Suspect, unreliable, arguable, and perhaps even fake. What is the truth? Who tells it? I believe truths often lie in the middle found on both sides of an issue, but ultimately, who decides what is true or untrue? Who decides what is fiction? Does truth need proof to be true? Whose truth is it? … Continue reading Truth
Matchmaking
I am obsessed with the Netflix production Indian Matchmaking. Despite what I would describe as A effort using online dating apps, being actively engaged, brave, and open to possibilities, I have not had success. I wonder what might be the benefit of having a matchmaker. Could she find him? I am not sure I need … Continue reading Matchmaking
Colored in America
Black Brown Yellow Red Belonging everywhere Belonging nowhere Person of Color Never Enough What am I? Oh, that question again What do I look like? American I am American of course Don’t Americans look like me? Must I be something else? Is my color offensive, disturbing? Are my eyes too almond in shape? Is my … Continue reading Colored in America
Wash, Brush, Dress – The Things That Matter?
Perhaps I should be ashamed, embarrassed even by the decline of my daily hygiene habit since the COVID-19 shelter in place order. At any hour of the day, I can be found in an odd get-up, my robe, a pajama top, a pair of my son’s old boxers I wear like shorts or workout clothes. … Continue reading Wash, Brush, Dress – The Things That Matter?
Are you busy?
It is Saturday, 5:15 p.m. and I lament that I do not have enough time this weekend left to do all that I need and all that I want. There is a hard distinction between my need-to, and want-to agendas, sometimes this presents a conflict. I find myself needing space. I want to write, read, … Continue reading Are you busy?
Gratitude
I certainly can find things to grumble about, taxes, the cost of living, the price of gas or food, politics, the rising price of avocados (the list could go on, fill in the blanks _______________, _______________), but I also have much to be grateful. Practicing gratitude quiets the grumbling, chases away the blues, brings on … Continue reading Gratitude
Father Hunger
I enjoy coffee and listening to NPR while lounging in bed. I ease leisurely into the day, unfolding little by little into the waiting chaos of the morning at my own pace. On one of these mornings, I heard an interview already in progress with Father Richard Rohr, an ecumenical teacher, prolific author, Franciscan and founder … Continue reading Father Hunger
The Great Northern Woods
In the thin vale of early morning haze, the pine-topped mountains grow to the water’s edge – tall, proud, and green. There are pines colored so darkly green they look black, and others colored so light they look lime. Musical calls of birds fill the sky. The water is still and clean, and minnows dart … Continue reading The Great Northern Woods
You Haven’t Seen The Last of Me…
Cherilyn Sarkisian, better known as Cher, Diva, consummate entertainer and music icon lives! If you are a fan, you will delight in the Neil Simon Theatre musical, The Cher Show, LET’S DO THIS, BITCHES. Stage lights dazzle, shine and shimmer like Las Vegas glitz. The music beats and pulses thigh to thigh pressed together in … Continue reading You Haven’t Seen The Last of Me…
Getting it on… Boy Bands and Making Love
My March Pandora documentation of usage said I listened to 4,230 minutes of music, most of which I confess was Boy Band ballads. I sang, cried and danced to the poetic, saccharine, getting in the mood music. I have listened to hours of Boy Band tunes from Westlife, New Kids, Savage Garden, O-town, Back Street … Continue reading Getting it on… Boy Bands and Making Love
Where is Archie Bunker when we need him?
W hy can’t we find him if we searched all of Queens? Where is Archie Bunker when we need him? Whether you agreed with Archie’s politics, or not, his humanity showed, everything hung out, the charming, the ugly, and the stubborn. He was a loud-mouthed bigot, a caring neighbor, and a confused, ignorant man struggling … Continue reading Where is Archie Bunker when we need him?
2022 Resolutions and Introspection
We are creatures of habit. The year is ending and in our retrospective, we celebrate and lament the things done and the things undone. Did you reach all of your goals? What do you hope for in 2022? What is your plan? Every day is a gift. What will you do with that gift? Mary … Continue reading 2022 Resolutions and Introspection
Nobody Asked Lara 