The world has been so noisy these past few years that I took advantage of the upheaval brought by the pandemic to evaluate things and then of the colder weather to hunker down in the dark and quiet. I thought about what in my world contributes to the noise. I also thought about the meaning of connection and how to truly connect authentically via technology. Of course, I’ve always thought about connection, but this year heightened my awareness.
Read MoreFriday Fhoughts: Nov. 20, 2020
My breath appears before my eyes when I step outside to view the night sky. (The rhyming was not planned.) The leaves are just about gone. The chill increases on the daily. Autumn begins to give way to winter. My six months of glee is almost half over (big fan of the colder months, you know). My warmest I’m-the-Michelin-Man jacket came out of the closet twice this week. Haven’t found the gloves that match my rainbow scarf yet. They’re around here somewhere…
Read MoreFriday Fhoughts: Nov. 13, 2020
A third of a year has gone by since I last typed on these “pages.” Apparently, that was ample time for y’all to bitch to WordPress enough to get the classic editor embedded in a block or some nonsense. I’m typing in a “classic” “block” and it’s like old times.
Since July, I’ve been hibernating, as one does, due to the pandemic and also, hello, natural state of being. Having a potentially fatal illness diagnosed on all humanity has been a swell time for reevaluating (silver lining, you know). Much time has been spent on goals, writing, reclaiming, and chillaxing. This hermit crab spent mucho hours in her shell and it’s been a gift.
Poking my head out again, finally. HI! How are you?
Read MoreTar-ona Update Numero Diez
We did what we were asked. Others didn’t and now it’s getting worse… *sigh* Most of my exercise these days comes from disgustedly shaking my head.
Let’s catch up on My Corona.
