Deborah from AWISEWOMANSJOURNEY posted this quotation a few weeks back and its words have haunted me. This week I invite you to join me as I contemplate the question posed. Need some guidance for proceeding? Here’s what I do: Read the quotation three times and note what stands out.(For example, I was struck by the […]
Appreciation and acknowledgment. Two things I liked to affirm at the end of my workshops or classes. To each individual participant I’d offer gratitude for one thing I’d gained from them and acknowledgment of their journey by offering a wish. As we welcome in a New Year, I thought this exercise would adapt well here. […]
Mom, having survived three heart attacks, is now back in her nursing home under quarantine. Not that we can see her anyway; everything is back in lockdown. But there is a loophole. Two essential workers, meeting the Provincial criteria and having been cleared by a COVID test, can visit. My sister applied as she lives […]
“Who would dress like that?!” Brad immediately regretted the outburst, but having just stepped into the warmth and wiping the wintry slush from his eyes, he was taken off guard. Loretta Vox stood, back to the doorway, a looming presence in black, save for the glitter of a tiara in her upswept hair and a […]
Assigned to teach Civics, a dry subject in itself, I looked for ways to keep the class engaged. One day we were examining the language of some bill or another (can’t remember which) and in order to break the painful disinterest, I decided to read it out loud in my best imitation of the Queen […]
“I am Bwana! Wild woman of the Amazon!” This the declaration of my 5-year-old self, who left to her own devices, would wander the nearby woods for hours each day, living like a feral child. No idea where the “bwana” came from, and pretty sure I did not know what the Amazon was, but such […]
That’s my warrior self. (Well, one of them.). Now tell me about yours. Looking forward to these responses. To participate, create a post and leave a link, or comment below. All welcome.
“Do you have time to talk?” Sweet of her to ask, my 93-year-old mother. Of course I have time.“What’s up Mom?”“I’ve been thinking that before I die, I should call Karen. What do you think?” I draw a blank. “Who is Karen?”“Reg’s other daughter – she doesn’t know he was her Dad, and well, since […]
The thing about my mother and I is that the intimacy has not always been healthy. The roles have mostly been reversed from the first meltdown that I witnessed at age five to the second when I was just twelve and then again when I was fifteen. I don’t know where Mom went in those […]
This week, I want to talk about intimacy. For many years, I limited thoughts of intimacy to sexuality, however; age and challenges have altered that perception. The desire for intimacy remains. Defining what that is has become a recurring question. Then I came across K E Garland’s post: Mental Health Matters: Learning to Be Intimate, […]