Spotted

Spotted

Couldn’t shake that longing to really know my mother, long after I thought, “I should have outgrown it by now”. Spotty, a few moments here and there were revealed. Towards the end of her Life, we discovered more about each other or let more of each other...
Twilight’s Glimpses

Twilight’s Glimpses

It has been two months into the Covid-19 pandemic. There have been many changes. Rapid and pronounced changes that have affected us all on many levels. But of all these changes and the new and expanded versions of myself, I have become most endeared to the twilight’s...
Seasons of Blooming

Seasons of Blooming

Becoming and Being in Every Moment… Several years ago, on a joyful Mother’s Day, as my, once upon a time, boys transitioned from estranged teens sons to young men, they gifted me with this orchid. They had moved out, were living on their own, discovering “financial...
What Is Real Anyway?

What Is Real Anyway?

I have had a nagging thought lately, not in an unpleasant way, but more as of a persistent matter that I’m compelled to write about. It has popped out while I’ve contemplated people’s shares on social media. It has crept in when I have contemplated...
Art

Art

Digging in my toolbox, as I work and play with a new day, I find “art” right there at the top, one of my “go-to” tools, like that screwdriver that I keep handy and have multiple, creative, uses for. It’s been a reliable tool all my life....