"Good work,” my neurologist said, adding, “easy for me to say.” We were discussing my relapsing-remitting cervical myelopathy. “It's pretty much a full-time job," was my response which did not surprise him but did me. In over 40+ years of chronic auto immune disease, I refused to see it as my full-time anything. Just the... Continue Reading →
Still a Room with a View
Today’s #LongerView, “The Cable Guy Meets Old,” is about life around my apartment complex. Mostly, it’s a good one but it’s changing and just what that will look like for most of us isn’t quite clear but I am among the more fortunate for I still have a room with a view. This is one... Continue Reading →
Reflections: The Unforgotten
Aging is freeing for a writer, a last gasp of so many why nots? I’ve mentioned wanting to write poetry but not having a poet’s heart, which I don’t, but why not a few lines of verse, from time to time? And because it is not real poetry but an exercise, I use a quotation,... Continue Reading →
Another Life, Another World
Today’s #LongerView is a look at love, not as it usually appears but perhaps as it exists. Who can ever know what goes on in another life? In this post, I am only an observer and cannot know this relationship; I can only give you “The View from Down the Hall.” As always, I provide... Continue Reading →
Reflections: 365 Days Not Yet Lived
The dust of days, so often overlooked in favor of the clean slate, especially at the beginning of a year, 365 days not yet lived. It’s not without its inspiration, this charcoal slate with pine border, edged perfectly, and full-length piece of chalk ready to make dust, powdered words. To live only by clean slate... Continue Reading →
A Few Words Are All She Needs
Today’s #LongerView is “How Not to Become a Zen Master.” My neighbor, Grace, is a woman of few words because that’s all she needs. She’s an inspiration at 90 but I suspect this has been true all her life. Take a seat on the swinging bench to read of grace, gratitude, and why reading the... Continue Reading →
As Good As a Mile
I am now 60 plus 6. It’s messy but comfortable. When I began my sixth decade, I had an inkling of awareness so I put it in a box, all wrapped up with corners taped neatly. Its bow not yet pulled. Not a strand of ribbon out of place. Unopenly adorned. On any day, an... Continue Reading →
Like a Rock
I did not find them by the sea but in a forest deep. They sat path-side. A fossilized shell, wave-smooth, with a wooden wayfarer having lost all but itself. As one, they appeared a fish, head of stone, body and tail of crêpe myrtle. On that day, they left one path for another. Who knows... Continue Reading →
Beginning With What Is
This week’s #LongerView, “Monday Morning 9 AM Social,” is about creating community and not knowing where to begin but rather that doing nothing, beginning with what is. My neighbor, Grace, and I decide to stop talking about community and get a better sense of where we live and with whom. We choose a monthly calendar event... Continue Reading →
Such Slips Busy the Mind
I used to be good with detail(s), and I’m still not bad, but now my associations are fluid, my memory free-ranging, the history I lived blended. I can think RFK and write or say JFK. And that is what I did in commenting on a thoughtful blog post regarding the 50thanniversary of RFK’s death. The... Continue Reading →