New Day: New Beginning

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    • April 18, 2017

      I didn’t want to wake up this morning. My body just wanted to lie there in the warm bed, my eyelids shut tight, my shoulders in pain if I moved. I think my body knew the state of my mind, so it refused to wake up. I could hear the buzzing of text messages but the Continue reading

    • Surely Sixty, Sexy Sixty, Sensational Sixty

      Not anymore the funky fifty. Or the feisty. Or the furious. Actually, I was never furious about anything. So strike that. Sixty, no matter what everyone has said to me, is not fifty. It is a big whole 10 years more. It is being wiser, being more patient, with more pain felt in the joints, unsteady Continue reading

    • First rain 2014

      First rain of the season starts today, with Santa Cruz leading at .80 inch of rain.  I woke up early (7:25 is early for me) and peaked out the window hoping to catch the rain. How disappointing! The cement had already dried off. There was not even any faint smell of the earth. After 6 long, dry, Continue reading

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    • Live without pretending

      I was going through a spring cleaning of my old emails, and came across this note from me to me, dated August 17, 2011. It must have been right after I did my Vipassana retreat. Live without pretending, love without depending, listen without defending, speak without offending. I read and reread the above, word by word. The Continue reading

    • Một chiều ngồi say, một đời thật nhẹ, ngày qua

      An afternoon spent drinking, life so ephemeral, the day is gone  (TCS)… To be drunk, not out of anger or sadness, but to reach that state where you see yourself separated from, yet unified with, things and people; where you have another pair of eyes; where you become philosophical and question life and its meaning; Continue reading

    • Bordeaux

      I’m starting to think of Bordeaux as my second home. After all, it’s where my best friend lives. You would think best friends look alike, think alike, act alike. But noooo. She’s curvaceous, I’m flat. She’s practical, I’m romantic. She acts mature, my kids are still reminding me to act my age. She’s from the Continue reading

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