The other day I got caught in the rain on my morning walk. More than a drizzle, less than a downpour. I don’t relish walking in the rain. I count on a 15-minute margin of error in timing my walks to the local weather forecast. Meteorology is only so precise. A neighbor passed … [Read more...] about On Hold: my corona diaries
More than once is recent weeks, online conversations re: why bother wearing lipstick have come my way. Maybe sheltering in place has made many of us skip the makeup on most days, though I confess to a touch of color on my eyes and cheeks from time to time to brighten what I see in the mirror and, … [Read more...] about Lipstick (redux)
A stanza from a Jane Hirshfield poem: A moment knows itself penultimate--- usable, spendable,good yet, but only for reckoning up. Passover, with its nonseder/seder for me, the Zoom version for so many others, has come and gone. We should live and be well, Jews like to say. And by any … [Read more...] about We should live and be well: my corona diaries
Mid-October, late afternoon, a day positively brimming over with autumn light. Rain has taken down too many leaves too soon. All the more reason to relish the translucent mix of yellow and orange and green holding fast to branches on a tree in the distance. Autumn, even a less-than-vibrant one, asks … [Read more...] about From Iceland to Anatevka
Yesterday’s walk found me unsettled at the sight of a sign -- estate sale pickup – in the driveway of a house I pass by all the time. Cars were lined along the road. It’s been many months since I’ve seen my neighbor, who I often chat it up with if she’s out during my walk. I … [Read more...] about Transcendence
Last week found me a little more adventurous than usual on Instagram. I posted a photo, with a caption, a bit tongue-in-cheek: ‘Cozying up for some inspirational reading. What will I choose first?” If the purpose of social media, in its varied forms, is to let people know what you’re … [Read more...] about Feed the mind. Feed the spirit.