Lightly Abnormal
I’m in the car with my mother, gazing out the side window when she says, “Do you think Sanjay made …
I’m in the car with my mother, gazing out the side window when she says, “Do you think Sanjay made …
Today began, as most mornings do, with meditation. Then, later in the day, instead of being niggled by someone, anyone, …
a steady state of easy quiet breathing not even a residue of tension in the body stillness awareness alertness … …
It’s a hot Sunday afternoon and I’m sitting on a lawn chair. Occasionally I admire my mother’s beautiful garden, but …
If you deserve the life you choose, If you choose the life you deserve, to what purpose empathy, then?
Something seismic had been released. From deep within me, it had been blindly inching toward the surface. And now it …
The thing is, I no longer like my mother. I don’t like being around her because she hurts my heart. …
I hope my attitude of gratitude remains intact when I’m back in Hawai’i, that I don’t become a glutton for …
I bought my ticket. Five more weeks and I’ll be where my heart resides, in Hawai’i. No foolin’, I’ll be …
How shallowly I knew her, how ineptly, how childishly. But then I knew so little of myself, how should I …
My mother is packing her bags. In two days, she leaves for a three-week holiday with one sister to visit …
26 January, 2013 SATURDAY “Roo hugs to all.” Gigi
“Build, therefore, your own world.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson Nothing’s changed, yet everything feels different. A gift from my mother, …
“If you think you’re enlightened, go spend a week with your family.” * Is what an old Canberra friend emailed …
For one’s happiness, sometimes the most important word to utter is: “No.” To others. To yourself. Press NON NON NON …